I stay awake
at night
trying to make since of life
outside its cold
the rain drops hurt,
and I cannot stand to go there
cannot take that pain
when I rise in the morning
Its the sun that speaks
wordless words
beamed out, to the air
like the leaf that wont change,
and the blow of cocaine
my nose aches now
blood, it stains the streets
Its crawled out my door
looking for lovers to infect

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