Solitude II
versus.exe
trained
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In the dusk of the mattress
firm website you can toggle
a size greater than California
king – "a bed so large
your body will think
it's a country", "foam so
absorbent you'll never
know the other
is moving", "a viscous latitude
so dense you'll drown
in your own breath"
No one knocks
on this door where I am
both the welcome and the closed
latch – I inhabit a country
with no borders its passport
is unreadable
Every word I write erases
the previous chapter
until I am only a question
mark stranded
in a sentence
that advances alone