THE IRK

the action is moving
i've found a little fiction in me
the extras have proved it
the scenery is subtly suspicious

all of the seconds dissolve
in a manic display, in a moment of meltdown

i'm here and i've seen enough
take down the noise

a foolish concession
a flicker, a wide angle
a happy digression
the sentimental strings are softly seeping

all the signs suggest that the sibilant sounds
set the stage for a moment

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