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the sun’s rays
choke me,
wrap their fingers
’round my throat
and squeeze
sky bears down
on my head
the ground
an insatiable mouth
eyes marry the floor
shackled
cracked pavement
untied shoelaces
dried black patches of gum
finger the knob
open the door
stretching endlessly
those
ugly
checkered
beige
tiles
Lexi Thompson • Mar 5, 2025 at 9:34 pm
Holy smokes. That’s one of the best poems I’ve ever read, and I love the ending so much !