

CHRISTOPHER BALL
pushed to the ground
by friction grinding
pushing through
the ground of essence
weighted fiction
whispering critically
with coarse diction
not you
but a nervous itch
wrenching and grappling
could, should and would
fencing off
what is real and vital
until suffocation strangulates
mechanically concretizing
the flow of motion
cascading into this moment
ripe with what could be

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