Slumbering away my insides in a dying wakefulness.
I lie between my sheets, the warmth at first a welcome sensation, soon becoming a sweating, grinding burden.
I can feel gravity weighing down the skin of my face, an ethereal stickiness.
My limbs hang heavy, tethered to my body by loose straps, swinging slowly.
My heart beating away at my insides, rueful of this state I've lowed myself to.
I'm to believe that this day has an end, but as it is I just woke up.
I lie between my sheets, the warmth at first a welcome sensation, soon becoming a sweating, grinding burden.
I can feel gravity weighing down the skin of my face, an ethereal stickiness.
My limbs hang heavy, tethered to my body by loose straps, swinging slowly.
My heart beating away at my insides, rueful of this state I've lowed myself to.
I'm to believe that this day has an end, but as it is I just woke up.
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