Pledogo

Swimming in the middle of

This violent love

Life lately

Feels like a line of cocaine in the shape of a question mark.

 

It’s 4 in the morning, city park

Sailing on tides of dead memory

 

When,

Through darkened eyes

I see the blinding sun.

 

 

Blue curtain, you’re hurting. I know.

We’ve been here, forever. Please don’t go.

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