My fear of being
being late
has gone around and caught a trail:
dimensions where I dub along
the tap of feet running from
myself, and I know it's me
not from the horsetail
nor from the beat
but from the fear of those feet
touching the heat.
being late
has gone around and caught a trail:
dimensions where I dub along
the tap of feet running from
myself, and I know it's me
not from the horsetail
nor from the beat
but from the fear of those feet
touching the heat.
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