Sitting in the same room
I discovered my voice. Eighteen
months of the blue light and
broken strings, a symphony weeps
below me, the serpent sleeps.
II. (repetition)
are you still there Jack?
are you still there Charles?
I talked to her today;
she said she still loves you.
III. (inversion)
ennui
this
bring
hungeryou
thisyou
hungerbrings
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