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this yawning, cavernous sadness

shape-shifts like a house

of spirits

shrinking with a state of flow

deep breaths

absurdist comedy

gamelan music, musky pikake

escapes into fictional worlds

billowing with crowds, blizzards

too much stillness

any suggestion of love

that does not know the future

leaving me waiting

for this bubble to burst

once and for all


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