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I'm locked inside my body
now way no escape
I cannot explain
wash away the dialect
send me a paragraph
a syllable of what meant
I dont't want to talk about it
I don't want to translate
my body is a transplant
a weed on foreign soil
radio broadcast pollen fall out
you do not exist
you do not exist
this image I imagined I project
can see your race
looking into outer space
tilting off its axis stories in orbit
you do not exist
you do not exist
burn away appetite
and leave me some desire
this is a photograph
looking into crippled smile
here's another
day was wasted waiting for proof that you existed