Care is a pantechnicon
packed so tight its
axles creak, bulging with
big deeds and tiny kindnesses, the
cracks stuffed with sacrifices,
burying the boxes at the bottom,
tight-taped, unlabelled, wherein
impatience, irritation,
exhaustion, fear, despair are
hidden away, not
wanted on this voyage.
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