Nachtpoem 4

I’m dim
dimmed
I’ll dummy down
stymied and
stopped
ordering my own retreat
and discontinuation

Mother, I’ve lost.
You’re only here yourself because I hit the “m” by accident
wish I was a happy accident
instead of the distressed product

of this I am sure:
tomorrow may or may not come
and I go to where the sleepers go

 

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