I had that dream again

You know, the one where I am pregnant

But yet I have six kids already.

Why my sleeping brain thinks one more

Is sensible, I doubt I’ll ever know.

But my sleeping brain is full of awful nonsense,

I often drink despite the fact

I’m proud of years and years sobriety,

I often leave the house with clothes not on,

And when they are they’re back to front.

I fear that terrifying moment when I wake

And for just one stagnant moment I believe

The shit my brain has told me to be true.

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