I woke up wrong,

woke up late

a day of bad dreams

and restless sleep

everything before me

now on a crooked slant

a bent man out into a

bent universe

the axis off and undecided

I have wearily made

my way to now

blood coursing with

bad memories

bad thoughts

bad urges and

bad mind

until the sun is up

and at last every

shadow is familiar

and well received

by my bent eyes

and I am home

and in bed again

to chance for

better dreams

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