JohnnyFlashback

The rain pours down on the ground below drops of acid regurgitating our filth I walked these streets, this acidic vomit coats my shoes corroding the earth I watch when the train rumbles by these people are clean they are sheltered window by window they pass by, smiling faces and dry clothes I hang my head not out of shame, for I know these people to be false. stepping over people like me, tripping over our bodies in a race to the top. to be poor is their greatest fear in life, to have nothing, be nothing. I smile, head rising. I have no fear, I have nothing except truth and my soul.

Her body spins away from mine, each step widening the space. This is every one of my fears being birthed into reality, Her inevitable escape away from me. For the last time she will untangle herself from my arms, Spiraling out into the world outside, vulnerable, unsafe. Our two hands clasped firmly above her twirling form Is all there remains of our embrace. Fingers intertwined, our arms straightened, Straining to sustain the hold, trying to pull the other in. And only when I expected her to release my grasp She spun herself again. However she whirled towards me now, a smile on her face, I took her in, hand in hand, and thr