Gutted

As fierce as I’m swallowed,
through momentous times,
I’m left
Stunned and shunned
Shaking
on a quiet sidewalk somewhere.
Reminding myself of others –
times, people, even places.
And thus, I’m left
a mushy pulp of lightness:
Whimpering
Piteously
from this path.

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