my eyes open
and the barest shrug of light persuades me
I am awake

seems the argument weakens though
as daytime hours collapse upon themselves
as my thoughts muddy the sky

and my questions dry up like autumn leaves
shreds of life

discarded and dragged
along windblown sidewalks
by unthinking galoshes

and I nod off
just before neighborhood windows

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