I thought candy would put me to sleep,
and this to bed,
and I couldn't figure out where the foil tunnel went,
backwards even,
back to where I wanted to go,
and I couldn't muster the smile,
or my teeth,
and I worried about my disposition,
or what was left of it,
and I wanted something that people looked to,
but I didn't want to answer the phone,
or the door
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