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                                     each day
        each minute
                so washed and tided by
                refrains and rejoinders
                a day and night-time opera
                with so many scenes
                and actors and subplots
                undirected anarchic
                but ritualised and social
                                     there is no time
                to step out
                           into the foyer

                and breathe a little

                but then just stopping
                           and sitting
        and breathing for

                                     even a second

                would be the
                           it needed
                                              all along




breathing wormhole: for so long
sitting wormhole: JJ Cale / in a coffee shop
time wormhole: months