numbers inhabit the spaces
where colors and sounds
used to be
my body stops
but the numbers, procedures, reports
spin on their own
a magnetic & electric charge
all through my limbs
my heart, my brain
i want to drop to my knees
lurch forward on my palms, expel
the digits and binary code
so i can drive the back roads again
to sink into the sweet, full sleep
without wheels, wings, things to possess.
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