I worked clockwork behind a bent door
quiet quiet so you couldn't hear the goings on
here's the sin
steeped in gravity and ejected for an hour to re-up, return
then etched back into the bed to cocoon and release
the speed is not at which they recommend
the times spent with your lips are the only in slow motion
ricochet around the time slots
you're just a replacement for a replacement for a replacement/
repl//ac/e
replenish refill
I have no idea where my compass is
I can't see anything anymore
I can't hear you
my nerve endings are shot from overexposure, please remind me I still exist
please please please please please remind me
oh god
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