deep seat
April 24th, 2009
dead evening swells
darkness hits
i make my way home
red light
impatient cars
a sudden weariness
overcomes
“you seemed happier
yesterday?”
she asks
“we have two days off!”
but how do you explain
the feeling of the
grinding
inevitable?
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