"Because I had spent a large portion of my life blocking out my surroundings" - Avital Raz
I secrete secrets onto the floor in a language you cannot read.
Capable of instant adjustments.
Escape is an isolation.
When you really look at what you fear, does it disappear?
Thankfully lost.
A lot going on behind me that I'm blocking out.
Turning off the sound but not the music.
Blending together my inside and my outside.
Whenever the shout comes.
The good scenery and the bad.
Waiting on the winkless watered down, calls quietly.
In the other windowless room.
If the problem of loneliness is resolved
when you come into communion with it.
Listening and not hearing.
Laughing in the hum.
Wakeful this time, I've slept enough now.
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