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Posts tagged with sleep
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I Know All the Secrets That You keep
You know. You hear. You could guess. You were probably right, but you were never right about anything. Whores still loved him. You been talking in your sleep. All the State Secrets. I wanted them. I wanted State Secrets. Not chickenshit. He knew where the bodies had been buried. He…
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Physics
At first, he could not sleep because the nightmares of the assault and rape were far too vivid. He wanted me to sit with him, and then, he would fall asleep. I read a series of books out loud, all of them on some pretty radical visions of what physics…
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you flew out of my mouth
you flew out of my mouth and spilled look at mine/ your balls of enamel murdered by the sky, the aegean blue as prison/ when you came apart, it was in threads/ even in the core of any bitter winter, you could sleep through anything/ https://timbarrus.tumblr.com
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This Is How You Always Slept
There was no way I could do this. I need sheets and blankets pulled up over my head to keep the demons out. https://timbarrusart.tumblr.com
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Tim Barrus in the New York Times
AT NIGHT, THEY PACE you were sleeping and I would sculpt your naked body with the contours of my tongue/ you were that flawless carnal bleeding from your hole/ the inside of my mouth was eros drowned in blood/ in the cold hours of the night, you were awake and…
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MISHA, GO TO BED
Misha doesn’t sleep. We have that in common. I try my best to get stuff done when the house is quiet. Sleep for boys who have been raped and sexually exploited is a big bag of worms. Medical professionals in Public Health (which should be renamed Public Bullshit) never ask…
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sleeping on the floor
there is a cement brick embedded in my back we often sleep in empty rooms where we have slept before the sunlight slipping in like dust is an old story to the likes of us no furniture no computers just our phones no future no dreams no relief from sleeping…