He sits in the chair, all

arms and legs,

hands expressing freefall thoughts;

“own your own path”,

“be responsible for your choices”,

“The system didn’t fail me: I failed myself”.

The air crackles. I shoot into my archives and

my spirit echoes his words.

and then:

“The world owes me nothing”, his oration shimmering


soft rain around a street light and

my mind and spirit

harmonise, acknowledging his truth.

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