Collapsing
I tucked my head against my chest
and listened to my heart
beat.

Strong
it whispered
and my ego faltered
and I could hear the ego falter—
and I, faltering,
briefly
exposed
an open window to torrential rain
marooned against a million chairs
held up hardly at all.

The trick is always
to let the rain in
and the carpet go.


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