from the window, where i lived tonight at,<\/p>\n
i’ve mashed eggshells for the orange plant,<\/p>\n
lit the rose candle, and grateful that today<\/p>\n
there is no garbage truck, to remind me of a<\/p>\n
past life. of orderly hours, although, there’s<\/p>\n
the man with balding mullet and no shame in fearfully<\/p>\n
tight, underwear. smoking his breakfast cigar,<\/p>\n
signaling that repetition found its way, even relentless<\/p>\n
hinting at the mundane. i’ve become german, in habits<\/p>\n
such as staring into places and eyes without any reason,<\/p>\n
or remorse, only fun. but the girl right across my flat, put her silver<\/p>\n
Bose headphones on, sitting on the ledge, flirting with death,<\/p>\n
although, from that floor, if she fell, may only break a bone or two.<\/p>\n
at that age, i liked to imagine i was brave in lieu<\/p>\n
of all the experiences i had yet to encounter. her scowl is in sync<\/p>\n
with the rain and car tires fusion. the elderly lady<\/p>\n
hides behind her lace curtain, diagonal and above, observing me,<\/p>\n
from invisibility. but from where the light strikes, i know her shadow well,<\/p>\n
and i wonder if i should give her the show she seeks or return to bed?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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