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Photo by Richard Smith
Sadness heavesinside me,
waves of
rolling sickness
waves of
rolling sickness
Weight has
found a home
in the midst
of my brow, and
in the corners of
my downturned mouth
Spaces flooded
with blackness
Concrete over
springing joy,
sucking away
momentum
And I am
frozen
in time.