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I’ve pulled my back and strained a log

or something sort of similar.

I’m really quite distracted now

and you are unfamiliar.

The white things in my eyes

are of futuristic houses,

images of spikes abound

and all that that espouses.

I want of life a concrete floor

to lie upon and nothing more,

but getting there from squatting here

is such a walk, a real chore.