woke up wrong

didn’t sleep
(or someone else did it for me)

glass on the counter. cracked rim.
wasn’t there before. caught the light like a threat.

mirror fogged. no shower.
but the word “COMPLY” was written under the mist
my handwriting, but widened
like it had to be pulled through marrow.

thumb’s numb. shoulder creaks like a hinge that knows too much.
pipes hum. not the water kind. the vector kind.
it’s counting now.

slow.
deep.
inevitable.