hello
person inside of me
wake up
i want to feel again
there must be a memory
or a song
that can rekindle sensation
and a care
there must be a story
that can engage my sympathy
and attention
for more than a passing glance
my eyes are dead
and see the world
as a flat thing
the textures pulled
down and stretched thin
by the knowledge
that all mountains fall
and all holes have a bottom
that there is no secret
that won't disappoint
so hello you
hello!
respond.
responde si vous plait.
give me a stretcher
and carry me
through this death.
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