iamhomeless:
The echo of two dive bars
discussing cigarette...
The echo of two dive bars
discussing cigarette prices
stares inside the darkened window
of dollar store sadness
rather than reflecting off the window
& returning with some kind
of understanding
on this clammy-handed day
when all you feel is death
hanging in the closet
like an ugly, black sweater
your ex-girlfriend bought for you.
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