Infastructure

Mine is failing
with all these hard winds
coming in
to stoke the fires
that have melted me
from the inside out—
and the weight of nothing
to look forward to
is so heavy
on my shoulders
I have a hard time standing
up straight—
my legs just want to bend
into the comfort
of collapse
and my arms
are just about broken
from what might best
be described as metal fatigue—
all the reaching out
and pulling back—
the reaching out
and pulling back—
then the inevitable snap,
quick and almost silent.

 

 

 

DeMaris
4-20-17

 

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