Dreaming

Neocitran, raspberry red and glossy sheened
I try to drink it hot
to scald my throat, to kill the germs
that make me sick

But in the process, I imagine
my body moving through the walls
knocking on drywall, peeling plaster
Bent bones that crack out of place
the friction of joints
I haunt this mangled frame

Something is very wrong
but I don’t know what

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