either very suddenly
or very slowly for me
that there are long periods
in which it seems
it will never come
and then it still doesn’t
in which I try not to react
but to walk a little further
each day until one day
I don’t get home till midnight
and still no change waits
in the mailbox no
handwritten letter
from a stranger saying
‘I love your stubbornness
hold out for more’
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