how soon is that time when i lay on my stomach and you
massage my numb
back to the place i feel lost and alone?
sure, its dark, but we can make just a bit darker
when the dimmers go up and your face
fades into a photograph at the bottom of a shoebox
will i even exist anymore to you or me or you or me or
am i just some sort of reminder...
I believe its time to sit on the porch and watch the air move.

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