You know from the thump in your guts that it's a failure
but when you're making a night of it
you've got a continuum to carry you through
and anyway, sometime in the future,
one or two of those damp squibs might catch
make stars in the darkness
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Warm Beside Someone Else
I will sit and warm beside someone else's fire
not my own
I will take what I can
like a child
Then, in my living room
I'll imitate
I'll screw up paper
and mix with kindling and logs
I'll rest
through midnight to dawn
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I like the night
but it brings out my spots
so I have to use steroid cream
which messes my hormones
and then I get sulky & mopey
and want to die