Inspirations: Night Seventeen by Claudine Metrick & The Sketch by Tomasz Bednarczyk.
for the first time in years i wish there was static on a TV to distract me
the moment i walk into my home. a mistake, a broken vase beneath
the silver blind, a shattered surprise to give name to my seclusion.
but all i find is the score clashing into itself, merciless reminder
of that dream prison--in music, in the night's paint of an abyss
cracking in a wild scream.
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