Two kids are
tumbling
their bodies
light as feathers
swift and agile
like cats
on an island of
light on the city
that is about to
sleep
my eyes negate
exhaustion
envious of youth
contemptuous
of the past
unfulfilled about
who i am
without the why
RIC S. BASTASA
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