Day: September 23, 2018

We sit, saying nothing, for the steel tube holds our words, arguments, shattered beliefs, and deferred dreams. It cradles my resentment, deftly conceals your ambition to leave, an entity apart; this concrete, chemical city disappeared from memory. Our faces
Gift shop visor slumps in solitude on a dresser drawer. A booze fueled purchase picked from the rack with irony attached to the tag. Remnant, neon-blue light stored from all energy draining Vegas casinos still lingers on this dust-laden

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