no helmet, no lights or socks
suggest destructiveness
i sat
and talked
and felt good for a while
until i didn’t
i can’t make eye contact
there is a moment
the lingered stare
when feelings pass
like electric shocks
no
like rocks
clunk.
at the bottom
loss of air
makes the emotion come out
i hopped on
and plodded
trodded
pushed the dirt and sweat and grit
this town has a piece of my foot
and you have a piece of my
look away
or it starts again
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