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Mar 2010
settling down and out
an uncomfortable atmosphere
draining from above
dripping onto oddly shaped benches
and the people among them

amongst quiet faces
i slowly feel this somber rain
drench all souls
and glaze over our eyes

black and red
dominating the colors
accenting the wet wood
and matching this silence

voices, words, memories
fight the grieving pupils
forcing them to join the air overhead
leaking a most potent substance

aching from the hard lumber
pushing toward my spine
joining the window planes and
man sleeping peacefully
i coat my eyes clear
and connect the tears
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