Unedited…

The road
roadblock washed away
after all the times I thought
it would always be there
Suddenly
the authorities have vanished
and taken their sawhorses with them

And just that quickly, I am free
free of you

Do you hear me?

I do not love you
anymore
nor any variation
on that theme

That love is dead to me
— as a doornail
— as disco
–as the person I used to be

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