Our Only Company

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How
Are you handling this
The noise, increasing, asks

I long ago learned to shut up
I can only answer
I meme

Picking up each piece of all that falls
The thousands of them
While the fluorescent hums

I will stay
I will stay
He needs me

The sounds rise
Echo and pin-ball bounce
Through the hollow

widening hollow

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Photographs and conversations
The primary goal
Then all they would lead to as well

Upon looking right
There was nothing there
And ahead, just the back of a frame

How long can one breathe in
The dust from the haste
The despair from being left in it