Bangungot taby ukulele według Whatever, Dad

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caught in between
F# 
awake and a sleep, 
my body was stuck 
and from my window pulsed a warm 
glowing scarlet light 

heard a baby cry again 
felt a dog breathe on my chest 
as i prepare to pinch stubborn fingertips 
swore something pulled my legs up to the other arm rest 

dear former tenant, leave 
me to sleep here with my wife 
we mean no harm; go back 
to the other side 

brittle woman, floating in the air, 
let me breathe again, 
let my knuckles bend 
and cast my voice back into my throat 

i hate this shit