A seat is a seat

A seat is simply
a seat
nothing more-nothing less.

You seat on it

You lay your tired body
― indifferently heavy or bearable ―
and it mutely tightens its teeth.

The seat may creak sometimes

as you move carelessly on it ―
creaking it suffers but it won’t speak.

It is moved when you move away
without protesting

Something it wonders at its own endurance

pensive it remains
as you abandon it.

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