this is.
collateral pause,
the sound of a thousand
monotonous bells
tolling at days end for
thoughts to erroneously
magnanimously
rebound
dispel
into something more dark
less sordid
than i
(thought.)
i need this
hate it
want it
suspension
the rush of dominoes to fall
and topple
card towers
cloud castles
and anything un-firmed.
into
-blank-
quiet.
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