Seken

Wake up
Dull bulb flickers fluorescent, mind on again
Down the stairs, bathroom mirror, clothes on again
Can I do this again?

I can do this again
Unpaid, pinstripe red
Overtime

My fingers are cold and my lips are dry
Did I leave the lights on?
Do I remember?

Recession to collapse
I stare at myself in the reflection
One last primal thought
DSM-5

I imagine famine and the blood of others
Ants that dance in the sand
Suns hands pushing and pulling
The last beads of moisture I've saved
The mouth of the people



Credits
Writer(s): Rorik Abram Brooks
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