The Blueprint

“Details are melancholy. The plan is seemly and noble.”

The moments of closed doors,
the eschewed cement of street
corners stepped over & over
by passing feet, a hand hailing
something that will never stop—
flawed in the face of the force
we extend in one collective breath.

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