the knocking on my door
is mercilessly faster than
the pulse I hear - or feel -
through my new blue earplugs
molding my ear holes but
I'm convinced that it is
my pulse - I can't hear
which is the worse worry
the ceaseless red rapping
on my reverberating wooden
door or a white lightning
pulse rate hiccuping from
my heart - if I steal the sleep
from either, I'll never wake up
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