I cannot sleep at night.
I need to tire myself, collapse – I imagine or maybe dream
of alternative realities.
I do not sleep well, I have nightmares.
I am anxious almost every day.
I smoke too much, I drink, I eat too little.
I am obsessed with Cup-a-soup.
Tea, menthol cigarettes.
I feel confused all the time, and when I think I´m feeling better
I panic.
I can´t talk about anything, but I will
reply to everything.
If you ask me how I´m doing, I will answer that
I am fine.
I will tell you nothing, because
I do not know what is going on.
(Maybe you do not want to talk about it.)
I cannot stay still, and yet
I cannot move.
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