Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Way Out

Last night
I lay on that side of the wall
Which felt new and possibly exciting
But I remembered--
Imagined her imagining us
Lying there
On our side
And a rock fell
I was called an asshole today
Actually an idiot
But he was walking fast enough
I could tell
And then later
Another brush with legs and tires
It is the city
It is my long legs
It is my long legs in the city no way out
Where's the way
I want out

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