First week

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The train
trails time,
ebbs as
I lie
awake, staring
at glowing stars
stuck to the ceiling
by the last tenant.

 
Sounds call
out and I’m
out of nouns.
It rends
sky
from Juniper.

 
Disrupts
quotidian life.
a resplendent-
ness leaves
you staggering.

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