ordinary lives
a broken phone
will not deliver
cries for help
an ordinary walk
an ordinary day
sun shining down on both of us
a conversation
standard pleasantries
locked inside a panic box
neither fixable
nor fixed
in place
or time
or mind
it’s like i’m trapped
inside my own body
you said
can i ask you something
are you afraid of me
an ordinary house
an ordinary room
your dog asleep in the sun
as you broke into pieces
again and again and again
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