whiskey sour
morning sickness
means a brittle skull of curiosity.
(she's not been in this deep before)
an active mind
spites tired bones
for a lifetime of insomnia.
(the bed feels emptier than ever)
cold sweats
from old regrets
are her solipsistic nightmare.
(rain reminds her there's a world outside)
sometimes, there's a difference between lonely and alone.
(but only sometimes)
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