every time I take flight

I collide with the incoming

I wished to avoid

every time

I'm in a hurry

and some slowass

just gets ahead of me on line

some little fib

I told to deflect a trouble

brings more troubles

when it's revealed

I put my heart in my hands

and end up dropping it from distraction

I take cover

and the ceiling caves

the elevator's always at the top floor

while my arms are breaking

with groceries on the ground

and I think...

what was it that was supposed to be

so ennobling

about being a human in the earth?

I draw a blank

awaiting further shenanigans...

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