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White room, white walls, white chairs, white floor
Keys jingle past the kitchen door
Dear Jesus God, I'm fucking bored
Is this what I signed up for?
The bracelet scratches at my wrist
I wonder, back home, what I've missed
Too low energy to be pissed
Did I sign up for this?
A meal sits next to me, uneaten
Outside I hear laughing women
Feeling sleeps tug, I choose to give in
I'm doing this for him.