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    dots Submission Name: within everything a microcosmdots
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    Author: wool raincoat
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    Words: 141
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotswithin everything a microcosmdots
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    I know the function of a wall

    and the wall knows this function,
    but the mice do not.

    Within my bed a void and within this void
    me, listening to the faint scratches of tiny claws,
    and other, smaller noises
    on the horizon of frequency.

    In the living room, my parents choke
    on whispers, discussing words that mean death
    and deaths that mean waiting.

    I know how to keep a secret
    and how a secret is kept from me.

    Two nights only, the shuffling of small bodies,
    the soft scrape of their clawing
    like a letter scribed with pencil.

    Space, in its largeness, exists to be filled;
    everything else, to fill it.

    The mice were trying to tell me something.
    They were trying to tell me

    there were no exits.





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