Finite Blues

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Finite blues

Cross my mind

Like razor blades

Splitting my eyeballs.

I have fractured

Me again,

So I press my remains

Hard against my mattress,

Bruising and begging

Sleep.

Then

I jump back

Out of that body

And look on

In abandonment

While a conductor

In my head

Plays against a wall of music,

Trying to stop it

Or blur it into abstraction

And woo me to sleep.