( addendum )

8 Dec

You can’t sleep in here. There are men who scream and moan and snore and fart.
And when they’re not, you’re dreaming that they are.
You’re dreaming that someone is walking heavy above you, the ceiling snapping and cracking.
Succubi sliding down the ceiling fans, penetrating your nostrils.
Stealing your soul through your mouth.
You dream in second person. You dream in infrared.
You can’t sleep when you dream. You can’t dream when you sleep.
A madhouse for all seasons. For all men.
This is a repository of consecrated failures, addicts, hosts, priests.
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.


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