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Vertigo # 2
Vertigo #2
With each panic attack,
I disassemble,
I break apart,
like glass slivers,
I am falling all around
There is a crowded bus ride ahead,
an elevator door closing behind,
5 o’clock traffic and all it’s stillness
waiting
The train with it’s voice letting me know that once again,
“the doors are now closing”
I find you there, ...
Wednesday 14th March 2012 9:57 pm
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