Friday, June 11, 2010

I left a note for you

In a forgetful note,
we're all left swarming,
amnesiac and plagued with
some sense of longing,
disconnected from somewhere
close, and torn off the bone,
like we used to say,
like it used to be when we
would sit around until deep into the night
and you would suddenly turn to me
and make some profound remark
I'd never remember, like
"we are drowning our ambitions together."

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