have you ever?

It’s all in your head;
bugs crawling,
vesper sounds—

rhythmic hum of voices
bright lines of facade
drawn in attention to you

spider webs bind you
and the dew drops of yesterday
seen through the webs
reflecting

oh but you,
you mask them so cleverly,
leaving recollections
of null sequences and such.

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