2AM Trance Where No One Slept

Pound.

Pound
Pound.

This isn’t my heart,
but the bass above
my head unwearied to sleep.

Pound.

Pound
Pound.

China should have
broken by now.

Not the country-
rather delicate white plates
smashing beside me.

I don’t know how the wall
stands such tyranny.

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