the day slides by
the tears absorb
the disappointment trembles, tumbles, perhaps it is contained
nothing goes away
you only learn if you look
you only grow if you allow the next thing
in
and the music rumbles
the days tumble and crash and careen
the fear fills every trembling extremity
and nothing matters
you move
you try
you ruin
you fix
you roll
with every punch, pot hole, sideways glance, and compliment
alike
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