Tuesday, October 20

Black Electric Clocks on Taupe Wooden Bureaus

Watching the red numbers change
first from  the far right
as they slowly begin to move left

here I am again
and although it does not always create such momentarily languishing
the movement is still subtle

kinda like mine

we don't talk anymore
and I'm okay with that
its her I think about more anyway
he was a sweet, sweet lover
tasty even
but she
well she was my partner

yet somehow
even through her denial
she agreed. And somehow I deluded.

like now
difference presently
I'm finally realizing this fallacy of time inherent therein

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