he tried to sleep

he was exhausted

he didnt want to imagine again what he had been imagining recently to fall asleepthat let him sleep

she forgave him when he told her though he wasnt sure he would be able to forgive himself later

she used her eyegaze machine and wrote If it works, Dadu, whynot? she wrote whynot as he wrote whynot in letters to her her eyes smiled over the top of the ventilator mask strapped to her head

to fall asleep he rolled himself inside a carapace an angled shiny skin

                                                                         blastfurnace heat inside icycold without

a dichotomy separated by an Kafkaesque insect scale

he didnt know if inside or outside was his comfort or why it worked

                                                                           it just did

2038,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  12  2. 20

1544,  Twosday,  11  8. 20