At midnight I get an email
I've seen midnight announce itself in pixels and electricity for the past weeks
I've seen clocks go from 21 to 45 and 20 mins showers miraculously fixed in 10
I've not seen how the sun shines through my room at 8, or how the cupcakes line the path
I've not seen a lot because I was too tired to see
To tired to open my eyes and laugh
I posed in a sun hat and held a friend's guitar in my hands
I played nonsensical chords and gossiped about a "shit ugly" girl, sitting on the tennis courts feeling my skin cells wilt
And die
And brown
And die
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