Drinking used to bring mecloser to G-d. Now it’s being underslept.It’s not me that’s suddenly weightless, it’s the world
and I am only part of it, the smallestand most go with the flowish of allI am a weed, tossed by wind, watchingeverything stronger than
I am float away. I amno longer a character, no longer have freedomeverything is awesome, everything is okaythis new drug of choice is
my baby, her will stronger than her bedtime, her cries strong enough torouse the dead, strong enough to keep mesleepwalking all day.