By | 1 August 2016

this room is brain devices whirr in a
chiastic arrangement refrain chorus
chorus refrain carolling intimate
concert with me o! such melodious
gadgetry this room is house it’s solid

enough for ephemera holding firm
with a granite grasp the walls wear gloves the
furniture hovers the good ceiling stares
from above this room is planet immense
& remote I follow myself through a

telescope sometimes I peer at a dot
of a girl a tininess inside a
mammothy world & the girl dreams dreams in
here comets & atoms collect in this
room all my darlings & dears & it booms

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