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The lovers write music
and send it through the mail.
Each letter is a sequence.
Their music is electronic.
Their music is a chain
its sequences are a sentence
a sequence a sound of chains
that cannot be revoked.
Their music is the chains
and they cannot free themselves.
They're music in their chains
between the sheets.
The ghosts breathe between the sequences
that come in the mail.
The guests breathe among the sentences.
They cannot see themselves. |