Moving object in the sideline
of my vision
Slam foot on brake
Weight
They say you see
bright lights
White
If that don’t kill ya’
somethin’ else will
make light
Don’t make light
of what you see
when speed
timing and gravity
Meet
Scream
Rag-doll my body
Weight makes light
so that your heavy
Pressing
wrests meaningless whispers
from my chest
and ever light steps
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