The traffic lights blur your reflection in a puddle on 6th street- You're stalling, saying something like The world is quiet here grocery stores and train stations with names like liverpool, kingston lundmouth, maurist
You broke my heart here years ago, Mari saying all those pretty words.
I get by just fine without you these days. I make tea for one, dress up for none, I can walk every street in this ******* city but this one.
Mari, it's just us now. I'm all out of love. I'm all out of everything.