This morning I woke up
after too much alcohol
and too much dreaming
still thinking I had to run
away from
something.
I glanced behind me.
Nothing there
out of the ordinary;
no scary men with knives
no potential lovers
waiting to get drunk enough
to claim it wasn't love.
I got up
for a glass of water
for my stinging throat
and rattled nerves.
Then I sneezed
out the rest of last night
into a Kleenex
and dropped it
into the small trashcan
in the bathroom
next to the toilet
and went back to sleep.
rewrite 2/18/09
original 1/08
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