Some miss
the invincibility of youth;
I missed
the invincibility of youth.
Choking on
the distance in the distance –
the air
contaminated
by longing –
slipping back
backwards
into the world of fog;
relearning how to dream.
They say
these issues
tend
to resolve
themselves on
their own
but I am malnourished
on the 53rd floor
of this modern apartment.
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