Heavy Books

Trying to get ahold of my books and 
Failing. 
Scattered papers
Stretched binds of books
Scraped binders.
Exposing my strengths and weaknesses. 
Scrambling. 
 
Trying to pick up the papers and 
Overreaching. 
The hallway is backing up,
I can’t grasp my work. 
People getting aggravated, 
I can’t decide on what to pick up first.
Breaking. 
 
Trying to get up post fall and
Struggling. 
People start to clap,
Out of spite. 
Barely holding my books, binders, bearings. 
Someday I might get ahold of my books.
Hoping.

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