and yet somehow the
catch is not up the fall
is still over and
time runs only out while
boughs break, cradles
fall - stand on your feet
and return to the crawl
*essays unnecessary*
- someone moved that
rubber band that was
on the steps
- having something to say to
the stranger while opening
the door
- expertise in short exchanges w/
strangers - of the non-social variety
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