The feeling I had this morning:
The hangover of a jumbled dream
in which I felt bumps on the backs of my thighs--
A malignant keratosis--
Dissolution of the treasures given in this particular incarnation.
Ultimate poverty.
That's what was on my mind burrowing my face into a pillow
Bracing for reentry into our world and its familiar greedy fears,
This morning.
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