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I sit upon the toilet
in the early morning hours
scratching myself like an ape
trying to get rid of itches
stemming from summer heat
tobacco and spilled beer

my watch reads twenty past
twelve but I know it’s stopped
as the sun has not yet
cast a disapproving glance
at my daily routine
so I continue sipping
my coffee and smoking
my cigarettes waiting
for the sun to tell me to
move

my body aches and my hair
is standing straight up

I think about showering
and going back to bed
but what was the reason
I awoke so early?

I dreamt my brother, the older,
died on a pier and the world
didn’t seem to care -
I received packages needing
my signature
to be opened
for consumption

they were all shoes too big

I wonder now what size feet
my brother has