from a porch, five high

propped my foot up against a brick building

red and brown

sensing attention to my casual nature i stood on all twos


pissed off i couldn’t figure out where to put my hands

your eyes

now tumble with me pacing

god damnit

going back

to solo-kick resting

is a direct confrontation to your condescension

maybe it was envy

that i took a moment


they really don’t care

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