Then
I sit
blind
at least blurry
in a place
I wouldn't want you to find me
my ears are ringing
louder than my heart was singing
years ago
before I lost my senses
somewhere between Tucson and San Antonio
Now my ears are roaring
Is that my blood ?
flowing
a little colder than usual
It's so still now
still enough to remind me
pain is boring
this is good
a quiet place
where you can't hurt me anymore
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