we are the ground
and the ground still wants
it hungers and screams
a demand we cannot oblige
we are the cage
paces reflected wall to wall
as standing waves and silence
us echoes of the exorcism
we are the door
the sound of plastic wrap foreboding
and entities clad in frowning
ever pouring the same questions
we are the salt
sweet smell of alcohol and chlorine
just solvents and agents and puzzles
we are all and one and none
(2024)
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