deal

so I keep walking by
hoping that I’ll catch your eye
though expectations have run dry
except for the tear that won’t fall

still I stand tall

there’s no cause for concern
nor need to discern
what it means to burn

for what cannot be

I’ll replace my desire
with a low warming fire
whose flames won’t aspire
to heights out of reach

the contract is breeched

but no one will know
if I keep my voice low
and smile for show

convincingly

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