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In a repititious swaying of back and forthness,

outwardly unnoticed is the mono-dialogue flagging of

the red flag

Halt!

I can do it. Simply.

As long as I can cage you within these walls.

Hold you with past and future verses

Stay with me, muse.

Crowd me over like a burdened cloud,

or die.

But then, my words would not live.

They'd lie fetal and stillborn, comparable to your intentions

I am up in arms with this.

Swallowed by another pointless endeavor to

crack that jigsaw head

You owe me a lot of things, and

I am still waiting for them