A black waterproof

There is a man. He’s asleep. Out there.

A black waterproof.

A dark birthmark where an enlightenment spot might go.

From the distance I am from him I can’t see him breathe.

To me he is dead.

How would I tell the difference?

His arms folded on the yellow table. His head rests in the corner of one arm.

I bet he has a mark on that arm when he wakes up.

If he wakes up.

I hope he wakes up.

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