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 Jun 2013 Kayla Hollatz
Morgan
He said, "These rooms are rarely vacant but so often they are empty. Darling, you can stay here tonight but don't leave the lamp on for too long. I know you've been up reading through the morning. I can see it in the shadows under your eyes & the red light seeping through them but I can promise you that no amount of literature will bring him back to the foot of your bed. He's nothing but a stale hospital scent after a wasted year in rehab & a crooked smile. It's better to forget what love is like than to crave it from the same **** boy for the rest of your **** life."
 Jun 2013 Kayla Hollatz
Chuck
In the stillness of a grey day
And the rattle and hum of a clothes dryer
Subtle but distinct tweets and calls harken
From an open window wafting fresh air
They summon me out of the mystical fog
Of a mundane useless existence
The insipid chants beckon me to fly
Through the haze and humidity
From humility  To a place life exudes
Nature with its songs for dance and love

When existence is humdrum
And life is passing by
Open a door and fly
 Jun 2013 Kayla Hollatz
Chuck
Turn a man
into a helpless
yet adorable infant
- illness
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