2132: Here is our awaited frailty

Here is our awaited frailty
[signposted by viruses] – I
sleep alone – laid without
easy assurances about all
of this – my dreams rip up

every warranty – as if by a
magician’s bent-to blade –
[we read that we will only
know if to trust someone
by placing such in them] –

An alarm makes me wake
for a brief moment – hit it
& snooze is now my game
as I squander daylight & a
chance to rise untroubled

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