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i get up in the middle of the night
staggering to the bathroom
more than half asleep
my pupils dialate
as the light
from the digital time
on my microwave
in the kitchen
on the bakers rack
the hall
as i stare with my eyes
at half mast
trying not to fall asleep
while walking
to and from

everything is different
in this state of light
at this stage of the night
my mind is not clear
and as soon as my head
hits the pillow again
it all becomes clear
as my body melts into
my mattress
and i fall back into
my dreams
i loose all clarity
as i loose all consciousness
in this state of light
at this stage in the night