.Lustrous lines obscured by opaque blinds
Frozen metacarpals tap tap tap the window glass
Syncopated staccatos with the broken clock
Synchronized with my post-traumatic ticks ticks
Talking to the space in the room that echoes back indiscernible
To my disconnected self, self
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