my noose is satin silk
smooth and loose
around my neck
it hangs & swaggers low
with each sightless step
it brushes against
my exposed feet & glides above
the cold, hollow asphalt underneith
each crack is a bold underscore
of the solitude inside
but my noose glides & sails
in the salty wind
and wailes
waiting
patiently for the stricken moment
to be freed
forever
against gravity.
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