11:54PM

What San Francisco winters bring about…

Here I lay, wrapped in layers,

Red yarn beanie and white cotton socks.

Yoga pants, but I’m not stretching. More curled,

In a strange fetal position on the back.

It’s late and my back aches from the hours of

Sitting in the chairs at work. The wooden benches,

The black swirling chairs, the IKEA couch. So

Painful, a strange stabbing pain. But the sleep that I

So eagerly await may not bring a cure. More likely,

A break, a breath of relief, before it all starts again the next day.

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