In that moment of
Letting down,
Shoulders sag,
Chest caves in.
Gut goes where it will;
While the face forgets its
Presentation,
And only meets the world
As is –
Head on –
Letting disappointment and defiance
Escape the eyes
In a slow, steady stream,
And the body slides warily.
Wearily.
Down.

From the “Poetry Vol 1: A Revealing Look” Collection,

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