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Nov 2019
iā€™m too tired to fight subway doors
muscling, pushing,
shoving my way through

maybe if i learned to hold my breath
duck out of the way
ignore the clock ticking
in the back of my head
faster, faster, faster

but the urgency of meaningless work
pushes me forward
and my arms start to groan
under the weight of door-like
indentations
M
Written by
M  15/Cis/NYC
(15/Cis/NYC)   
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   Edward Alan
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