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Saturday, July 14, 2001

Sunrise

oops, I forgot to go to sleep yet again.
This time the sun has baked my skin
before it turns white from the flourescent light
maybe I can provide my own light tomorrow night.

naked in the patio clothed on the porch
pulling the blinds but opening the door
eighteen hours and twenty-four seconds later
the door is already closed.

did I accomplish? did I succeed?
only a relative judgement. Cannot finish
more is always ahead or behind.
make a list or it didn't happen.

oops I closed my eyes once and almost never woke.
will see you tomorrow.

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