Falling Limp

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Contributor: Julius Torin

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A baseball comes in from the left
that’s how it ends
that’s how I go from vertical
to horizontal.

In the ever after
featureless ceiling
electric hiss and beep and rise and fall and
the rare hand
in the endless white alone.

I am here
they are out there.
They are living.
I am lying.

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