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"Configuration"
(Brad Kleiman)
Four fragile columns
with gravel floor bottom
and spidersilk for the top
Painted darkly
decorated sparsely
Just the walls to hold us up
You're no idiot
You know I built it
as a way to share space with you
This configuration
is just communication
My sorry way of getting through
When we convene
to fire up our schemes,
I'm disastrously alarmed
By the sounds of delusion
with no nearby solution
No at-hand inducer of calm
You're no idiot
You know I built it
as a way to share space with you
This configuration
is just communication
My sorry way of getting through
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