Head
Head
Hands
Relegated to their separate corners
Pushed into and through each other
Hands
Head
Head
Hands
There is no supposed to say anything
Forced to choke on the voice
Hands
Head
Head
Hands
Torn and bleeding anguished synonyms
Stitched up and disinfected with contradictions
Out
In
In
Out
Where are they who are they don't care
No faces no names trampling snuffing out this spark
Off
On
On
Off
What is that clicking? What is being loaded?
Dead silence terminally waiting the annihilation
Is withheld
Once more
Where
What
What
Where
Opened briefly for a breath a word
Surrounded by punctuation
Not
Is
Is
Not
Grass filled with dirt
Dirt covered by eyes
They are not here
Disturbing what hasn't faded completely
Not yet completely
With their eyes
Max Stoltenberg
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