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Starkly Raving Madness

A lion that cannot roar,

A mouse's voice that booms across a tiny horizon

in a box pushed up against the window

shuffling about in the night

aimlessly pacing forgetting what was just back there

but knowing that he unwraps the fabric of time

spinning it back, onto A spindle-y future

BLIND BLIND BLIND

a mouse gone blind now thrice

what can't I see

What can can i see

what if you don't see too

well then i must be

MADMADMADMAN

there is something blurry off there in the distance

i can cannot tell if my window is *****

or the thing is simply a vague example of poor resolution

My voice booms

is it is louder than it isn't is it

SHOW ME SHOW WE SHOW US US US US

if you brought your nocs

what is it you see

CAN IT BE

that poorly resolved distant figurine behind the ***** glass of the cardboard prison is it could it be

ME

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zachary-devitt
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Mar 23, 2012
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