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On Avoidance
2/6/25
Door or window?
Bridge or walls?
Now and then
somebody calls
my phone
ringing
pinging
singing
till it stalls
my phone
screaming
shrieking
screeching
till it stops and silence falls.
hiding in a hole,
casting out the light
creating for myself an artificial night
I bury my body in the safety of a shell
in the safety of solitude
and hell of isolation