Once in a humid December an
Earth rotation’s away from here
A toddler sold me flowers at
Some random Starbucks and
I cried, her midnight eyes so
Desperate and I was helpless
To do anything but buy out
Every petal clutched in her
Chubby fist and I know
Sometimes my life feels
Like an uphill boulder
Perched on my weak shoulders
But
An image of innocent desolation
On a sweaty night years ago still
Fills me with a remembered hollow
A sadness I still choke on
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