3 AM

sweat
thick
like paste
on a wide
awake
night
winter
bed
me
alone
irregular
breath
pieces
of self
such as
shelves
and prayer
table
sold and
given
away
only
dust
left
behind
and i
smile
for my
manifest
wish
yet
sweat
is thick
like
papier
mache
on this
cold awake
night
and i'm
encrusted