the sky just drops

there you go
again
across the indefinite linoleum
out the kitchen door

when the strain
creeps in
it crosses your face
and the weight of it all

it just breaks

eleven fifteen
across town
hand shakes

there is a sky above
begging you
to look up
just once

when i asked
why you wouldn’t
you said
you’re scared of heights

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