Coincidence

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A summer possessed by spring

the day's length adds
peculiar perception

unexpectedly
met with a known face

the field familiar
alive amongst the Kiez

small banter
a look inside

someone from afar

a higher state
aware of your breath

you converse
only between words
attempting to unmask
the thought

tumbling to the grass
exhaling

you notice strain
in the psyche

lips flutter
between thought

feeling bounded
an apprehension

But,
you have your own hole
so you fall back

weakness buries the other further
next time you say,
next time.