subdivisions: la culpa #5

there was nothing to be blamed.
not even the existential conditions mattered anymore.
one way or the other, it served no one.
when it was subdivided there was nothing left.
but it grew in some suspended places and rooms
we blamed no one.

there is nothing i can make out of these lines
and i do not want to take anything out of them as well
if there was something, that became nothing at all

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