i’ve tugged tight on the laces
holding on my so(u)les;
they circle my heart to keep the pieces
from falling back to you.

because the steady beat,
shoes talking to concrete
is a sway i fall into
like a circadian rhythm
to unconsciously move from you.
and i have music
for every strong and weak moment
and a God who never fails.

i’ve built a strength evidenced
in sure swift strides
and a lack of degrees
more than 90
(to keep me from looking back).

your words are big,
but they’re leaving me alone.
did you know i have a mind of my own?


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