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Thursday, July 26, 2012

Post Traumatic Munchies


Walking walking walking
Down
Down
Down
Strangely familiar ally ways
The sound of new friends with old friends with laughter with memories

Smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Chimnies, all of us, strangers to friends in an instant
tied together by the bonds of wax paper and all that
smoke.

Time moves
Slow, but fast
A rollercoaster of events seeming to zoom by
but sure enough you roll back into the station
(the one you waited two hours in line to get to)
check your watch and it's only been two minutes
But in your head it's eternity.

Teeth, tongue, caress, caress
Turn away, turn away, turn away
It's not fair
When all this time I've been waiting for someone else.

Walk away, away
Familiar roads, familiar brick, familiar entrance, elevator, back door
Don't look your mother with those eyes
Bee line towards food
Pass out
Wash, rinse, and repeat tomorrow.

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