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Dazzled by the restless sway of the passing of each day,
I awake, shaken by the falling of my unsupported elbow.
I could only hold on the edge of this tiny ledge so long.
Now I see it more clearly, the setting of the sun, the passing cars and as my gaze devolves from global to regional to local I finally see what has actually been gnowing at my feet.

All this time I have been sleeping on this chair, trying to understand what is moving in the air for I have sat so long my lungs have been replaced by folliage, my legs, unmoving, settled on this haunted ground, my hands, open in receiving splendour with their coarse of blood gushing like rain falling down the leaves of a tree, for that is what I too resemble. A symbol of lifelessness, weep for the eternity of my lifespan.