Means of Escape

Sleep. Lots of sleep. I need to escape, to somehow get away. It will only be for a few hours but in those hours I won’t think and I won’t feel.I am being tossed out, put out on the street.  I don’t know where else to go. Sleep is good. It is like a warm hug all around me.

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