Poetry · Writing

leap leap

jump jump

let the past be past

jump jump

the slam behind

is the closet for the nines

fines build

lines fluid

jump jump

the rope

jump jump

the broom

jump higher

higher flyer

on a billboard

off the closest exit

in the old closet

jump jump

the old days

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