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Broken Binding
After work today
 I came home
 and took on the couch
 I was so tired
 And they looked at me, scolding:
 You know better than to stay up late
 reading novels.
 
 But today
 (and every day)
 It was only my joints creaking 
 laughing at the imaginary novel
 and wincing at the same time
 with the weight of my ribcage 
 bearing down on its broken binding
 
 How do I explain that?
 
 The one time you notice
 how tired I really am
 it was not after a night
 with 2 a.m. pleading phone calls
 anxiety attacks
 or crying myself anything and everything but
 asleep

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