A rattling breath airs out the room
I'm falling, I'm falling,
She said she'd meet me here
and I trusted the Word
and now the place is a cage
seeing the digits
red
green
blue
doomed and rigged from the start
I flee forever...
searching after the siren's voice
and finding it in many...
for many is in me
when i fold the mirror.
c.thomas.c
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