Backing Up
Saw it leaving
as vividly near to me
as my own senses were.
Free of curiosity,
It had become
So unpossessive
Of true poverty
Nothing is lost
To yourself,
which holds all of it for a moment
and lets it go, serenely
without judgment.
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