All I need
all I need is the
CONCRETE
in my mind
to
stop pushing,
weighing,
DOWN.
it does not matter to think of
their stares.
visions quickly sliding from one corner
to the next.
it does not matter to think of
their shuffling patterns
gone away from me.
but as the waves
flow
over
it finds itself.
it matters.
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