Daily No. 11

crickets and groceries
ever since the bearded dragon
came to stay

clockwork

terrible dreams bid me awake
hoping for smooth transition
into forgetfulness come dawn

that aftertaste that sours the day
knots your eyebrows
grounds your teeth

the anxiety of both real world bathed in nightmare and nightmare loaning its essence throughout your moods

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