it’s like the sound
of a memory
playing in the background
like you’ve walked
into a room,
10 years ago
and upset the equilibrium
you can’t hear it
if you turn your head
slightly,
but you can feel it in your gut
pulsating from inside of you
ready to burst
I would reach out
if I could
but calls are so far gone
and messages can’t convey
what nervousness
and thought will not
let through,
..come through..
how do I say?
– Sheila C.
Nice.
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