On Privacy

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When they lop off my head

erase every god damned word

When they mop up all the blood

one thing will remain —

the fact I was heard.

…..

The mind moves and nobody knows

this alone,  salvation

A light goes on yet nothing shows.

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One thought on “On Privacy”

  1. Salvation. And damnation. Of and to solitude. Our existence is. Eventually.
    * the last line is incredibly beautiful and true…

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