Heads up:
the signifiers are getting fidgety.
Perception has ceased
its once eager flow, creating
a less than desirable stasis.
Makeshift beds collapse readily
at the first stirrings of morning.
I bide my time wordlessly,
entranced by the silence
and all that it contains.

-r. miller

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