Draining This Medication

am I awake or asleep

as I pour this coffee,

drain this medication,

slipping slimy moments

into the potted plants

in the corner who

haven’t seen sunlight

since sunset and

the struggle in my days

comes from living

between sheet sessions

as I constantly crave

sleep and productivity,

two tugs whose pulls

destroy my psyche

as I watch my output

flounder amongst

the endless seas of

previously published

words I had no hand in.


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