Nowhere Else to Go

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2017

I stand outside

chest pounding

you open the door

and let me in,

one of your silk strings,

one you say means more

but isn’t any stronger than the others,

maybe if I wasn’t

such a small human with nowhere else to go

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Written 10/21/17

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