The Man Inside

I don’t know
what to feel.
what to say.
what to write.

I feel numb.
yet I know
the tears
will come.

when? idontknow.
what to do.
what to think.
what to believe.

they will come.
the dam
of my tough
exterior
bursting open
to reveal
the man
inside.

they will come.
the floodgates
of my composed
facade
exploding
into
rivulets
across my
sandpaper
cheeks.

they will come.
ice thawing
in a heat
wave
of
unequivocal
out-
pouring.

evaporating.
resurrecting
in
a thunder
clap.

when? I. don’t. know.
& that’s enough.

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