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Vague Feelings
I am here for a tired while
with vague feelings I can’t put into words.
I am a vacuum cleaner
picking up specks of feelings like flower petals.
I am in the cracks where nobody goes.
In the afternoon, we played chess
while drunk on spiked gooseberry tea.
We played chess
while buildings crumbled
and Florida cried for the dusty skyline
before the beautiful misty sea.
Florida cried,
Florida ran after the apple sun.
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I wrote this after hearing about the tragic building collapse in Florida.