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The Contained Man

a man is sitting on a bed
the body of a woman is beneath the covers,
she is or rather was, my mother

the contained man
he is wearling a garish copper suit

the man has been in the room for some twenty-two hours, minus
bathroom breaks
yesterday, he woke, as usual, most weekdays, at six am
he saw the mortal change as soon as he glanced back at
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