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lilac sidewalk

StinkingGreaseStinkingGrease Posts: 9
edited November 2018 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
so, this is how it starts
the slow coup
the you
fading

you know how it feels
to sit quietly for hours
on a comfortable couch in a well-lit room
on yet another perfect afternoon

you know what it means
to be unseen for days
when the phone never rings
and no one cares

you would wrap the golden silence
in your arms and pull it down
to the lilac sidewalk 
while the weeds drank deeply

your gasoline and death never crossed its mind
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