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Feb 2011
the feeling in your feet

one tucked under

tight knees, stiff back.

shoulders tensed, 

head clear, eyes tired.



eyes open, lips curled,

full lungs.



Heart racing, adrenaline.

nails biting, teeth tearing.

ribs crack, muscle rips,

blood sprays, red drips.



they must die

when they jump.



knees buckle, brow

sweats, last breath.
Benjamin Adelaar
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