starting a fire
in my igloo
hoping to either
melt down the walls
or suffocate
from the smoke.

self isolation
is a sort of
enforced isolation
is a hell
with no sound.

i am the desert
a desolate ocean
where dreams go
to languish
baked under an
indifferent sun.

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