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White noise
White noise is the cloak my mind wears
to protect me from its darkness.
I'm always elsewhere,
In a place of emptiness.
Tuesday 25th June 2019 3:23 pm
Waking up
I’m wrapped in cling film I’m sure of it:
(unlike sensation)
paralysed and mute, I feel it;
the temptation
to
rot.
Monday 24th June 2019 2:27 pm
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