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Against a backdrop of despair soothing sounds eliminate a steady drip drip drip, water eroding thoughts no man’s land we call it partner bodies in the ground, rotting away mounds of burial chambers holding secrets waiting to be told Denial or curiosity, same coin a new year for human kind, man kind, woman kind, all kinds bridges built fail to serve transmogrified wisdom symbols clever hotel emblems I scream with sleep, wake me up falling into the pit of unconscious desire.