When the tone from above
loses its voice at the throat
from a twisted stomach
that pushes back remains
up the pipe
to the lungs,
a migrane,
that tech-glitch in that old gramophone,
squeals like an injured rat
and puts everything to rest...
loses its voice at the throat
from a twisted stomach
that pushes back remains
up the pipe
to the lungs,
a migrane,
that tech-glitch in that old gramophone,
squeals like an injured rat
and puts everything to rest...
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