Shying from a choice of language
That dances out
Of others and you
It moves to flickering flashes
Slowed down action
I decided to engulf
To speak
Your mother’s tongue
I walked into a party nightmare
You took what I’d stupidly stored
And gave it back too soon
Turning our quarters
Into rooms
Where nothing
Had
Happened.
We exchanged
How easy the steps
Had been
Clawing at the door
My decision forced this
You have pushed me
Out there
To find difference
And a city
That hadn’t been before.
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