I want you to hear
the noise, light and blast.
a chandelier breaks
in splinters of hymns-
all enveloping. In the positional
vertigo, you hit the nail.
I call it quits, undating
a curve, an arch.
It was incomplete. They will parade
the victim naked, because she was
raped. Why did she let loose
Walking ferns and
The inmate wants nothing.
She has come to stay in dark
till the sun unrises.
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