Watch Me

watch me
walk steadily
across the floor.
watch how easy
this is to me.
watch me
keep my cool.

these tiresome facts
aren't really all that
there is
in this life,
in this mind,
in this soul.

watch me
walk readily
straight through the door.
watch how seamless
I seem to be.
watch how
it unfolds.

these tiresome shoes,
in all their noble attributes,
aren't really
what keep me
from leaving
these walls.

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