3) My Grains

I do not recall whether the frequency of the sound of the ringing in my ears woke me up

or the heaviness of the weight of its density on my eyes from the two sides did.

How could I have been woken up? By that which is asleep?

I collected that I was still in my body,

Because its screams brought me back to it.

It made up my body, and made my body do what it did.

I couldn’t get rid of it

Escape it.

I’d made it.

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Kris NajemJanuary 16, 2019