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.combustion.
tick.
click. lighter-
flicker. to boom. on this
cigarette.
click. like a pen-
sent to write a poem. but
it's caught.
click. like a second hand-
spinning around a face to count
down.
click. like these keys
pounding letters to make hearts
faulter.
c.l.ick-
I can taste the smoke
in the air around this paper as
I write words that mean
absolutely nothing.
so I click.
this pen closed.
and hit
these keys.
to say
hold.
on.
tock.
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