o it's fine
every so often
to just fall asleep
in your kid's butter
cream rocking chair
by the window in the
corner and there's
a ceiling fan and
after you're good
and rested to let
out a nice big yawn
and then just stand
under that ceiling fan
like a skyscraper
on a smoggy
sticky day
wrapped in
whipping
wind
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