souls tap on the window
toilets squeal in the next room
next-door parties are deafening and penetrating
thoughts eat hours and discard their nutrients
this is the lonesomnia
this is the slowest minute of the day
and the farthest mile of the universe
distance is to happiness
:: as ::
"lonesomnia" is to comedy
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It's what you hear when you round the corner of the building, darkness is all around but you can literally taste the light's relentless approach. There is a dumpster, a cat or two, and the entire world.
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