lost wishes hissing
setback
constituting this condition
conditioning remission set back a step or two
a walk down these streets still thoughts of you
secret lines break the daylight and cars pass by
outside
the bedroom window closed and cold
it's a situation now
A broken bottle reflection passed onwards
no single solid object to suffer
to release
to understand
to hear a voice over speakers or on the phone
over the lines and times that bind us to the ground
to the sounds of crowds
to a place where you're waiting
through trees that sway
through passing days
held close in yellow lit room
but these days are over now
as are your pictures
worn out and faded
crystal precision smudged with time
tears away minds that focus on disassociation
this failing friendship slips
to become one more mark in the bone yard below
tried so hard but still i wonder....
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