Four days of doing nothing.
If eating, drinking,
And watching movies is nothing,
Then nothing makes me happy.
The entire city is gone--
Now I can finally sleep.
At midnight a book fell off the shelf: thump.
And I'm dreaming of my other self.
I don't know what my dreams mean,
If anything at all.
No words are said, no damage done--
Just me, reduced to nothing.
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