A sudden heaviness from who knows where.
I retreat into myself for warmth and companionship
but come up empty-handed
and cold
[Is all that we see or seem...]
This morning I arrived at my door at 6 a.m.
alone again
and layed in bed
until 9 a.m.
and wondered, in between foreign dreams,
How?
A rhetorical question.
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