Sean Joyce - And all these futile things I do...

Sean Joyce - And all these futile things I do...

After many pages flowing br prose my eyes begin to close br I find a marker in the folds br and turning over to my right br I let the book slip slowly to br to the floor. br Then coming up br and turning off the light br I find again the switch br is stiff and the lamp is br light the work to turn it br off requires a act of will br that almost wakes me up. br In doing this I find br as I have found br so many nights before br the base of the lamp br is made to mimic the br shape of a breast. br I bless the kindness br of this good night br then turning left to lie br upon my side I pause and br reaching down I rescue br my testicles from between br my legs and gently lay them br out on my left thigh where br they can rest in peace. br Then br as part of settling down br I tug the lower pillow br towards my neck and br stretch my right leg br long and down the bed. br Now I lift my br right leg high br and bring it down br to trap a fold of br bedclothes as a br pocket against the cold.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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