the wind blew in the black of a day,
deep through it, chillier
was the moist narrow alley. I
stood on the bricks panting, on the way
to the ever seeming ruler of it all.
funny as it was, I was deprived of my will
to swim away, or, swing arrayed
in the midst of overwhelming itching
and drily twitching;
and then force them to be okay.
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