Mouthwash

Swilling mouthwash
he delivers a monologue,
with dense emotional power.

A coldness clay cold.
A melodious voice,
drifting through the floorboards.

I will sleep for as long
as I see fit.
Pull in the tide with clench fists.

Tomorrow is just another journey
that will start,
at a time of my choosing.


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