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'Illusory art' by Maya

talkin’ heartbreak blues … … …

jingling & a-jangling between insipid day & fungal night, rumbling from those spirituals of yore, in a time way yonder back before, you pirouetted into my days & my nights, when pain was felt, though never this deep, this raw, that rotten gnaw deep in my core, compelling me to scribble this scribble, as i hyperventilate & as my blistered mouth begins to dribble, these sentences, these words, these empty noises, barren drums, calling out, since you left, rendering me mutely bereft, just words, barren drums calling out to you, wherever you are & whoever you are today, now … … …

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