another day

today I have a sadness holding on to me

like heavy-feathered wings

i’ve not asked for

it will travel me

through my autonomy

also unwanted

as what I want is him

in my everydayness

touching me

looking into me that way he does

lightening the heaviness

of my being

because poets don’t always

have it right, do we

it is the weight

that is unbearable

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