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I wake up to fingers and nails and belly and lungs pushing me to wake up. Be aware. I smell morning breath and sunlight, hair and damp wood. I wonder how cold its going to be when I crack open my front door but for now my surroundings are 98.7.
Later we giggle at the blood drawn while tea leaves steep. I brush it off, my skin always has been quick to break. Our tea is strong, two bags instead of one and lately I use it to wake me up. I found a domino tile in a field today. I pick things up, already plotting ways to give them new missions, imagining metal encasing whatever I find.
I fantasize about porches and plan on stealing views.
Later we giggle at the blood drawn while tea leaves steep. I brush it off, my skin always has been quick to break. Our tea is strong, two bags instead of one and lately I use it to wake me up. I found a domino tile in a field today. I pick things up, already plotting ways to give them new missions, imagining metal encasing whatever I find.
I fantasize about porches and plan on stealing views.