Thursday, August 8, 2002

i know you for moments

you sit there
peeking from under curtains
a small closet of a room,
you smile, beckon,
let me see you
unbroken, unchained,
for the few seconds the drugs
can hold you untethered, flying high.
i only catch glimmers of you,
light behind your black curtains
as i drive by
on the county road.

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