.Moments gather, intimate: familiar pavement, baby shit.
Hearts re-break along old lines. Like spreading urine stains.
Like fat fingers flailing in vain attempts to grasp a toy.
Like my seven year old walkman, it's immutable trademark:
Hiss so loud that music is rendered distant, stil.
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