Oct 24, 2010

One Night.

Epic of soft failures,
Afterschool tragedies. No goodnight kiss.
Unsettled departures. Turn the light off when you leave.
Circle of gold, where does it go
When it's taken off with the sounds
of engines stirring, the steely incandescence of headlights?
Gone. In the end, gone
Early morning cheap. Empty bed again.

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