Evocative

Quiet peaceful ambiance

Taking it all in, passive smiles directed at me

“What can I get for you out of the case?”

I realize it’s my turn to speak.

Immersed in textual salvation

I fail to recognize the elevation

Of noises as chaos enters to distract me.

Ignoring all the noise and eyes

I continue to dive

Tearing up

Looking up to avoid the inevitable

Taking deep breaths and stretch to keep the flow going

Rageful spirit being summoned through

Each word that my eyes pass through

Thinking about my life and future

Telling my whole life in words—

“I’M-SO-GLAD-ALL-OF-YOU-MADE-IT-THIS-MORNING. NORTH-CAROLINA-WEATHER-GIVES-YOU-ONE-WEEK-OF-FALL-AND-THE-NEXT-WEEK-SPRING-BUT-THE-FUNNY-PART-IS-THAT-IT-IS-ALL-HAPPENING-IN-WINTER! BAHAHAHAHA,-LET-ME-LEAVE-MY-STUFF-HERE-SO-I-CAN-ORDER!”

Broken and incomplete salvation

Both free and bound

By the privileges that bind

Growth and silence most profound.

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