waiting in a Marriot hotel
listening to the bars squeak
as Simone Biles swings from them
she gave it a try
the bars squeak in Tokyo
but I'm alone in the Marriot hotel
the squeak, the silence, the fall
this is the future
subtle, uncaring
only technically amazing
I read it in the Catholic Worker magazine
"Everything feels like the future but us."

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