what got you through the night
won't do when the sunlight crashes
through your blinds.
it finds you sleeping on the floor.
padlocks on your door.
drugs the drugs never did enough to stop

the avalanche cascading.
talking in your sleep.
telling stories that you keep in
a drawer beside your bed.
incisions, decisions, prescriptions
laying on the floor.
padlocks on your door.

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