Down. Not done.

Booklet: https://tinyurl.com/r74fjp4v Cold asphalt Monday rain Lost my footing Hit the ground Wet stone Worn sole Gravity smiled I went down Neon puddle Oil-black street Passing faces Passing feet Is it art? Is she dead? Eyes turn away Keep walking I don't struggle I don't move Nothing broken Nothing proved Different angle Different view Down Not done Look from below Down Not done I watch you go Down Not done You rush above I stay low And see it all Exhaust breath Wiper spray Everybody Runs away Loose shoelaces Unsteady heels Funny how The pavement reveals Not defeated Just down here Strange how small You all appear Last bread roll Nine A.M. Same cold focus Same old game Count my fingers Check my bones Tighten gloves Leave me alone From down below I know the road Down Not done Look from below Down Not done I watch you go Down Not done You rush above I stay low And see it all The city thinks It won tonight Cute mistake Let it believe Wet tar Cold rain One small smile Then Up Again Now Up Not done No longer low Up Not done Now watch me go Back on my feet Rain in my face You had your turn I know my place Everything My turn!