Two kids are
tumbling

their bodies
light as feathers

swift and agile
like cats

on an island of
light on the city

that is about to
sleep

my eyes negate
exhaustion

envious of youth
contemptuous

of the past
unfulfilled about

who i am
without the why

RIC S. BASTASA

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