sanctuary
sequestered from the noise
I’ve burrowed myself
deep underground
proceeded to build a home
among the rock & critters & roots
day by day the place
becomes more elaborate
having managed to harness
the break of dawn
& manipulate the waxing moon
on the walls I recorded
the art of isolation
a fairly accurate account
of my life & times
before & after the destruction
november two thousand twenty-three
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