I imagine as you move
That you do it with such grace
To defy in me
The strong conviction
That I’ve been misplaced.
I watch and you are lonely,
Held within a place you knew,
Where breath is kept in,
Ticks of toes, and beats
Gone without a trace.
As each shaky breath unleashed
No truth, but my wanting ruse.
Rattle upon me,
False ecstasy; seen,
Felt, but misconstrued.
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