(memory)
Sitting in the same room, a
voice appeared; eighteen
months of the blue light and
broken strings, a symphony
weeps below, the serpent sleeps.
(repetition)
Are you still there Jack?
Are you still there Charles?
I talked to her today;
she said she still loves you.
(inversion)
bringsbring
hungeryou
bringsbrings
(The earliest version of this poem appears here.)
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