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All those I thought held thimbles hold thistles.

And my cough is constant-
I work to stay drunk enough
to feel the small comfort
the television affords me.

And I have not slept in two days
but I do not see the doctor
(who will only say "rest".
And I try.
I try so).

And across the saw I drag the bow-
and try to sing my sweet and low-

when only rasps come from my throat.