extension

the extension of oneself

into the majority of this

world; seething at the idea

of fresh blood; youth set on

stilts; eager opportunists buried

in foils of success; and I, with my

tiny roar, almost slipping silent- just

yearn for a quiet space, with merging

corners and a few hearts to hold warm.

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