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So human,

You are hungry but cannot eat.

You are heavy with the sidewalk, the trees,

Overtopped with this impenetrable.

The sun at night prevents sleep,

It presses your eyelids, you think: red shutters.

You speak a private code,

The others turn away.

The words you recognize,

The sense has slipped elsewhere.

What was lifted floats away

Into a sky you thought was blue long ago.