back to
the city
where
expectations
make sense
of
knowing
this day
will
eventually be
just
one more
line on
a page
on the
weight floor
sweat
pours in
heavy
droplets
truth
come to
fall
from brow
and
gather between
breast
and heart
I lift
heavy
avoid
the eye
of all
wanting
to see
inside
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