Veronica

we are like this:
huge.
we can swallow the sky without a single sound.
smile on our face.
content.

more than one dimensional.

we are like this:
small.
a fly captures our gaze.
tear on eye.
cries.

I remember the spoken word of the old poet;
family, wife, kids.
yet his voice
from his youth days, 
shakes:
vero-
vero- 
veronica.

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