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I’m bleeding techno blood

red astronaut in the living room

I’m turning faces

combing through endless days

I’m sanding down the night

watching an empty seat

I’m selling my tongue

tricking old wounds

I’m pulling the leather

closing a home’s opening

I’m hiding inside

counting keys and codes

I’m decompressing

compromising and compromised

one last gasp

inside the alarm

one last time

parting tides

parting roses

parting time