insurmountable dread

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NaPoWriMo #1

waking up to another day
the body wants to remain
plastered to a pillow top – the
mind longs to power down.

speaking to the beast
gives me hives, and I’d
rather stay at home where
dreams don’t come alive
with the intent to strangle
me.

every new day is an opportunity
for the beast to build another
house of lies.
I have grown tired of
shapeshifting and code-switching,
shadowboxing my way to peace.

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