Friday, September 4, 2009

still eulogizing you, as little as i want to

going at it in a
stranger's bed, head
smashed against the wall,
still comparing you
to the situation
at hand,
while throwing our clothing
to the floor,
in our rise
and fall,
examining you
in my mind
wondering how much time,
how many pills & drunken nights,
what will release my mind?

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