Friday, April 13, 2012

"all things move towards their end"

she called this
a town full of crickets
she missed the constant noise
the constant movement
the constant energy



some days
the shame was silent
malicious
pleasure
quiet

like his city



that apartment was stifling
stillborn
sad
on a sad street

she left the first time
returned twice

like a Lifetime movie
formulaic and tragic

with a cheesy too serious title

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