Tourist With A Typewriter

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I lie in bed as the day turns to night, as the shadows grow longer and fade with the light. A curtain of white hides the world in its folds, wrapped in stitched-up fabric, cased with mold. I cannot breathe in this musty old room, beneath stained sheets that are soaked straight through with digested promises I made to myself that have since grown into habitual resignations.

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from Sophomoronic, released September 28, 2012

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