Darker Blue Than You

I do not turn the lights on,

let the monsters crawl out from under my bed,

let them come.

 

The microwave whines and groans,

“When did you last eat?”

My soup hisses in response.

 

The track is skipped again

and again

and again

and again

and again

Each day on repeat.

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