even the clouds
are dragging their feet this morning
it's not just me, i swear it
see for yourself:
miles and miles of women are laying on their backs
their spines sprouting up from shifted concrete
gucci handbags lost down the cracks in the sidewalk
all of us lining the streets in stillness
jaded yellow dresses flying flags of golden nuance
we're so subtle when were this immobilized
things will never be quite this perfect again
even the clouds
drag their feet
on mornings like these
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