WIN

I want to win

The pink curtains flutter in the warm room

the vestiges of summer sunlight revealing

ace beginnings of fall

I want to win whether I have 100 or 0 friends

I want to win even when I fall

I want to win when I can’t walk and maybe I ‘ll crawl

I reminisce about a East New York stairwell overlooking

the horizon

High, rising conversations desired,no one to see me prespire

My truths, no liars

Dirty waters extinguishing my fires

I want to win

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