The page, a patchwork of postcards
A thousand words sent from
A thousand different worlds
I live in them all, simultaneous
And when one falls, another is born
I offer my thoughts, a sacrifice
To appease the lost
The day, a clockwork of conspiracy
A thousand lives lost, meaningless
When a thousand more lie low
I give in to them all, in these transcripts
And when one is finished, another begins
I offer this sentence, a missive
To exorcise your demons
Give in
Live in these lightning flash moments
Between photographs and
Home, this dying breath promise
To be born again, look deep within
Purge your sins, against my skin
A thousand lives led, every second
Give in, and live in
Every one of them.
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