As he continued on some
linear explanation of
fathers and courthouses
I couldn’t keep my mind
on his words.
Rather,
I travel farther
and farther
away like the
snowflakes falling outside
the window. I’ve lost the
desire, and I believe that if I
tear my eyes away
the flakes that
haven’t reached the ground
will be caught
eternally
in mid-air.
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