look into those windows and see inside yourself.
look into the living room and see that beating valve which has taken the place of a couch.
look into the chimney and see those reels of dream turn to ash.
look into your hands and see the gears, the gears, the gears.
look into your ears and see the words that were rejected by your membranes.
look into your stomach and see the insecure skeletons.
look into your sequined brain and see the chemicals, the chemicals, the chemicals.
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