CONCRETE FOUND & WET THINGS RED:
The fog thins, the body shakes, aches, stumbles.
Something big, lumbering & clumsy fumbles around
in a twilight room, the drag of heavy footfall
on wooden boards, head bowed, confused & muttering.
(K)
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Karl Hyde 
So, ya had a rough morning…