My legs eating the cement,
how they choked on punctiates,
dug, digging pot holes in steps.
These feet pulling in gravel,
how they dragged your weight,
run, running quick sand in veins.
Your traction a pulley in me,
how my heart leapt on glass,
broken, breaking limbs left in support.
That footpath heaving your form,
how it contorted to consume you,
took, taking all I ever knew.
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