the five flight walk
is ingrained
into my heart rate
along with the
sounds of
my internal dialogue
which has degenerated
into phrases I scream
at myself and at you
and when I get into
a 12 by 12 room
with 8 additional
people smelling
of sweat
I smell you
and freak out
so viscerally
that everyone
left
I'm a winner
for the day
and I pack another
and smile sickly
with your poison
scent in my nose
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