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Lecture.
Sitting blankly with my mind switched off
Jerked awake with fire alarm or cough
In the cemetery of blue chairs that fold
and mould when you sit on them, cold.
Mouth moving, reading writing, words coming out.
They float in dense clouds around my head and about.
Into my mouth, bounce off of my chin
With each deep breath in, note taking begins.
Jerked awake with fire alarm or cough
In the cemetery of blue chairs that fold
and mould when you sit on them, cold.
Mouth moving, reading writing, words coming out.
They float in dense clouds around my head and about.
Into my mouth, bounce off of my chin
With each deep breath in, note taking begins.
Published 26th Mar 2010
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