Blue

sudden applause in a silent, dark room.
the plate tectonics in my skull pound
the sound splits the air like a sonic boom
this purgatory should be a tomb
but the curtains just won't go down
so I remain on display
exposed and raw, this weighs as much as fate
or doom

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