Double Vision

Denied by the break
covered in a moving cage,
This saturday night

traps me behind a pane
of wood,
Passing over metal

for glass,
Drowning in sweet blurs
of people I now love

twice,
Before falling to the
glistening concrete,

Unable to find
the heart
of saturday night.

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