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Dec 2015
she

(her 2am moods
were monotone
dialogue
on the receiver
)

is at her loudest
in sepia photographs;
fake smiles,
like shotgun blast;
her shrapnel days
fall silently
in-between
cheap perfume
bottles on the
night-stand.
in the drawer is
every memento
she seldom mentions

(empty, jejune...
hushed
frustrations
).

with each exhale,
her pillow fills with
crumpled words

(embellishment,
a waking hour's only
comfort...
an insomniac's
internal monologue
).
Pride Ed
Written by
Pride Ed  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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