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Jun 2019
in a flash it got dark
hope y'all have been enjoying the view
'cross my balcony to yours
the darkness lets you see in
my flickering amber silhouette
jumping from hall to hall
my mute shouting (to you)
gesturing, pointing at walls
glass in hand
subtitles of ice clinking
condensation dripping
a sweating brow
my ******* obstinate, silent riposte
crash to the couch in defeat
oh yeah, the blinds, the blinds
and to you, your perspective - goodnight
what's left is mine, and mine alone
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Former Poet  33/M/Canada
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