tinnitus

. . . . . . .

in my hissing ear nostril

flag or worm crawls up a

wall the slippery light's

your ring of silent trees

never chew the fog

chew yr hand text dis

solves ay rededissolution

over half the visage circle

over half the sussuration sink

over half the skull's elastic strap

in my singing ear your

opened voice your

closing voice your

rabbit smeared with ink

the swallowed moon

ringing was a coin

flicflikering as it sinks

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