Numb

A bottle I enjoy,
it falls inside me
to numb a hurt
left by memory.

I feel desire deep
to throw over all
control of faculty
in my limbs I fall.

The bed I writhe
is sturdy but fail
do my lungs as I
try them exhale.

So I return to it,
to scratch in pen
the hurt deep I
can’t keep within.

The weight need
I do it lifted gone
up in atmosphere
up in air beyond.

I breathe better I
feel an elixir bring
relief from all of
that reality stings.

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