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2 August 2020

A Saturday

The fan whirrs and

on my speakers

the meditation man

                        gently drones.

Accidentally I enter

 

            a pocket of time

 

            where it is very quiet

 

            it is shaped like a body

 

            and when I am inside it

 

            the small of my back

 

            unfurls like petals

 

buzzes lightly

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