Insomnia scribbles
Unpronounceable phrases
Like spasmodic striations
Across my retinas
It feels deceptive of you
To wear this worn out smile
In the impolite company
Of beloved strangers
When you do find yourself, old friend,
I sincerely hope that it won't be
in a predicament
or worse yet;
at a loss.
Warmest regards.
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