waves

this is where i broke

with, gave blood, lived

beside the

, clashed

with, harmoniously.

 

lived here, & near

the gutter fanned

all night by, & my

dissonant voices.

dreams.

 

the rooms

laid in. dark, in-

articulate –

source of its

own fear, or.

 

here, washed by

the intermittent

silences,

between

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