thinking he might not
make it out this time
sirens tear through the silence
seeing him stare from across
the large room
into some sort of space
unseen by the rest
no one quite knows
what to make of his stare
thinking too much tonight
won’t make any more sense
than it did last night
his right hand is twitching
and he is looking left
looking right and won’t stop
if he wasn’t in public
no one would be looking
suddenly he stops moving
takes a deep breath
and then back to his twitching…
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