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			     ring

	:cacophonous chants
		  echo
	 p  mY  sPinE and
	U                DoWn
			       my
			      head,
   stairs, well

  tossing peNNies and thoughts)
	   ,lowering an emOtiOnal thread

   eye[s    and.
              i    do not have the]
      balls  to    stare
                   gloom
	hum...        -ungously

  into veins and bones
	 exposed

   what dO, We feeL
			    when
    oUr bodIes;
	mean		  nothing
		when
   the fOoD-to-
	the-   rat 	  aT The enD
	  oF this maze
    CoaXes
			 utter stillness?

   i stare and whistle
         at GreY concrete?
		walls and steel
				suPPortfrom

 	-CloSing   and watching  mY
		  swimming projector

   play back the sUn and
	  DrOp  my   eYeS;
		    doWN
			 wait
        for the RiPpleS and
          the
              KerPLunK{

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