( a poem a day )

stranger sounds

a great girth
of a man heaves
his breath next to me
a labor to remain
alive one more day

more determined
obliviously
to fight fate
he lets loose
happy
little tunes
in forced pushes

and i can't help
but imagine him
sometimes even scared
his songs
alone at night
will soon end

#poemaday

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by @seatek@hard.blue