wrote this poem a couple of evenings ago, finished it the next morning.
i am looking sadly at my shoes, they’re gone
it was a day of crazy pivots
angry outbursts
whoops of glee
a young man with an easy wit
somewhere in between
a silly joy at some inconsequential words
it makes my heart trip
a whatsapp video call that didn’t go right
the network felt the heat and the tightening of
strings that hold the universe i bet
the song plays in the cab
always makes me feel like i’m in a movie
english movie
julia is waddling in
hitam the cat is settling in
the ride is over
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