Lullaby for the Heartsick Insomniac

You touched me in this bed

I’m so tired

You filled my wet dreams with sodium nitrate

Woke me with an explosion

Should I cut off my fingertips?

Would I still remember how you feel?

Take out my seeing

Replace vision with vision

Filled came to Hope

The words for pleasure left me

And if the memory should follow after...

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