Having A Spell

A break in the spell I've been having,

instead of the blood rushing round my head

the thrum in my right ear when I lie on that side,

I'm almost asleep and will only wake for the

bathroom.

Otherwise I'm vaguely annoyed,

or just blank, in shock, in recognition that

this is how I react to things now: my heart

certainly switches up at night because what

if this is just how I react to things now,

that how much water I drink in this dryness

is not what keeps me up at night, is less

than a night trying to summon sympathy for men

coming of age around men.

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