people brush past me and bump into me
everyone in a rush
everyone in a hurry
all these people with their own stories
even if i spent my entire lifetime,
it’s not possible to know them all
so we capture the ones we can
we hold them in our soft palms
we promise to be gentle
the trouble comes when we push ours into unyielding fists
we hope that one day they will want it
but that hoping drains the heart
it leaks her until she is empty
and we wonder what we have bought
with this high price
and we realize we were paying for something
that the seller never agreed to sell
so they drink the juice of your heart
and shrug and kick you out of their shop
“i never asked you to do that”
they say
and yet they accept the payment
as you leave empty-handed
Wow!!!
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