a pulse on the people-
it pulls me. i can see
how inward one can get.
i'm too inward still.
i outran most of my most clingy ghosts
or outlived them, or outlasted.
i lived. you got to start
where you are
it's hard.
if you look ahead you're lost
behind the stacks
the books that comfort you
the books that are holding
you back.
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