Stigmatic
Yellow walls are swinging
object
compounded out of blood and flesh
is lying down
in brain
copy machine
and
one piece of paper
yellow walls are swinging
object
by yaws wide open
waits
green
red
blue
crying
only one piece of paper
and it is white
yellow walls are swinging
object
crucified
over stabbed
rinsed out
through bloody forehead he signed death to mindedness
yellow walls
they are tranquilized
piece of paper
only one
colored with meadows and flowers
walls
yellow walls swinging
he pressed his head to the filthy linoleum
close enough
they
will find the way to rape him through the walls
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