falling again
over and over
off of the bicycle and
the pavement kisses hard
out of the tree and
the branches are unforgiving
in and out of love and
the crush is an implosion
for the same old tricks
the sleight of hand punishes
from womb to womb
flesh to dirt
over and over
the progressive stupor
(Wieslaw Smetek on pinterest.com)
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