We passed as I was going down
And all the world applauded
Laced up in your Sunday best
With unmade bed and face unkempt
As subtle as I tried to be
We fell together primitively
All the weight I’d carried there
You divided into equal shares
Small parts of me fell away like scales from eyes in ancient times
Shrouded in porch light and sitting still, a momentary offering
Turn away from all the ways that brought you here
Fall into the arms of what was such an unattainable reality
Impervious to life’s demands, off where only I can see
No response to reprimands, submerged in some tenacity
Dragged out for so long it’s weak, bent but still unbroken
Retaining it’s rigidity like some battered token placed upon the head of houses, queen of time
Fall into the arms of what was such a an unattainable reality
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