those are the perks of being numb

—

you don’t hear the pounding drum

you don’t see red flags waving steady

numb ones never have to be ready

you don’t feel the endless loss

of another boundary crossed

you don’t taste bitter defeat

soothingly lulling yourself to sleep

I did not even smell the mire

when my house was caught on fire

outside maybe someone weeping

with melting flesh I was still sleeping

but then my lungs got black and burned

and my breath did not return

slowly then my heart did stop

that’s when I finally woke up

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