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Aug 2013
I had been alone
for three months at this point
I hope you know
swerving in and out of
the madness
climbing so high
off pills drugs ***
any cheap fix
only to dive down
so far
into the emptiness
of self pity
and sobriety
three months
with no call
hadn't seen her beautiful
smile
except sometimes when I
closed my eyes
I quit the job
I quit writing
I wasn't hardly living
merely existing
as if by some accident
of fate
but the money ran out
and the drugs ran out
so I took to the street
to find one or the other

I ran into her
down by the train station
after three months
with no call
no smile
nothing

she was surprised to see me
as if she had forgotten
I was the one that had
been there when she had
gotten that tattoo right
below her neck
or the high heels she
was wearing
she seemed to have forgotten
our lives had been tangled
together
in a mess of *** and
facetious love for
the better part of
a year
she was catching a train
out west
she said
to marry some man
sitting on 9 acres
of land somewhere
she couldn't handle
the city anymore
and she walked toward
the track and
looked back
for a quick smile

melted my heart
a ******* miracle
a ******* delight to see
I hope you know
Written by
Craig Verlin  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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   Nat Lipstadt
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