Pavement
I have watched it for a while,
cold and hard,
sitting there, waiting.
Impact is expected
I wonder if it means to scare me.
Make me
think of open scars and broken
bones. The kind where
mending
is never an option.
I reach for it gingerly, a chalk line love
that I hope past tears won’t
wash like rain.
But I know
it plans to erase me. Make me
nothing more than
another indentation.
Your heart is an
impenetrable pavement.
It refuses to let me
through.
MARCUS,
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