Saturday, January 14, 2017

The Alley

I wish you hadn't touched your face,
I liked it better before,
under the big top,
with a spotlight,
and a borrowed life,
at least in terms of spectacle,
and talking about two decades ago made me feel that way,
and I wanted that,
and only that,
because it meant forward thinking,
it meant a head up in dystopia,
and that was something in these parts

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