Sound that only I can hear
Resounding like a kettle drum
Growing louder as I numb
Steady on my feet for now
Walls are closing in somehow
Breathing in and breathing out
Kicking in without a doubt
Suddenly I start to run
Escaping now the setting sun
Into seclusion. Into my room.
Set up for the night, assume.
Brain orgasms in my head.
Firing off in blues and reds.
Room is breathing I can feel
Beating heart of Earth is real.
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