the mall walkers are here with a vengeance
taking every corner as if rounding towards the finish
every square inch of tile floor used to exact a joint bone conviction
headphone jewellery
a tennis shoe serenade
a spandex garment on a jello moon
you know, running into someone that you recognize in a place where you least expect to run into someone that you recognize is startling
‘have you been fiddling’
‘have you been staring at the ceiling with your eyes closed’
‘have you been looking at the mirror with your face on backwards’
‘you look good otherwise, i can see it in your eyes’
i am here to say that i have recovered from this blindsided passing of flesh and blood
of this episode of tiny talk and tooth reveal
glad i brushed this morning
usually when walking the mall i find no need to
the universe works in curious ways
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