Downward Reaching Fingers

Downward reaching fingers 
trace a five pointed star.
I feel their indiscriminate touching, 
like the tentacles of jelly fish. 
They keep me awake, always pulling 
back my eyes. By morning, 
the outline of my body, 
like the outline of memory, 
awaits the great dissolve. 
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