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Matador Rose
5-30-17
One day
they're gonna tear all these buildings down.
Stone doesn't mean we stay;
not like it used to,
at least.
Feels like a wave
and it's gone.
Word counts are arbitrary;
like song meanings
or lifetimes.
The internet says it's ok
until it isn't.
Are we? We don't know
until we're not.
Feels like a wave
and it's gone.
I am the sum of my peers.
I am the rise and fall
and rise again and fall again.
Plant me firmly
with a stem bisecting my cheeks
to make a run at this
knowing what my outcome is.
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