I find myself sleeping in unfamiliar places;
On the floor,
Where duvets were laid out before.
In a car
While the destination is still too far.
Too late and there is no more bus,
I crash on university couches without a fuss.
On an empty bed
I seek refuge without being afraid.
And lately, just lately,
On a sofa bed I know too well
Huddled underneath a blanket filled with cigarette smell.
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