Give me a room
a room with a door
windowless
but bright
vacuum sealed and
sterile as a pin
muffled by its own
still air
walls painted
red heat vibrates
through pores
particles spin on the helix
outside
there is no outside
unrelative terms to
refer back home
timeless in its solitude
unexpected words are written
in a room with a door.
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