blather
you_all_are_here
doar and you seem ready for this,
it makes this time silent,
a repeat of all you've known,
a small orange glare in your eyes.

stacked in hap hazard fashion,
accounted for and spent in frenzy,
your pen, your light, your container,
still waiting for upload.

a waiting grey coated container,
smiling while you dance,
green in the plastic,
punching electric cords.

dimes beside the picture,
listening while sliding outwards,
every part of the ring,
barb wire lacing this fight.

permanent your code,
softness separated by a box,
drive the black,
drive it into shapes you
recognize.
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