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Sitting on a porch, the luminance

of the closest ball of rock shines down on me,

the first man I ever grew to love.

I did it, I faced today, with all the

never-ending embarrassments embedded into my memory.


I take another sip, the alcohol slithering down my soul,

coming closer to the darkness. I crave the quiet of sleep.

I lean back on the front steps, staring down into my old man's solitude.

How will ever I live without the glowing safety of your gorgeous rays.

How do you ever expect me to once again face a sunrise.


I can almost see you shrug,

sinking closer

towards the horizon,

inching, pulling, growing

towards my most hysteric nightmare.

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