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Took a bunch of pills woke up soaking wet

a perfect saturated circle under me

so perfect this shadow, how?

bedspread darkened with sweat

the fabric which clothed me, dry as wry

don’t even know what I meant

don’t even think that it meant     anything

«God is the sweat running down his back,

the water soaked her blonde hair black»

I think about that,

Elise.

Perhaps I sweated out all color

or slashed the walls of the world with all my clawing

and color slowly drained out

unremembered

Yes, I’ve sweated out all color       feasibly in passion

but this embarrassing hue

striking against the grey.

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