No choice I had, than to face-thy-face
and take the stand, to rest my case...
Expressions rage cross my face
while fingers tap away on counter tops...
I wish I had
another chance...
It's been a year, but
I still wonder often if...
Too tired to get up,
But not tired enough to sleep...
Plastered smile
walks around to satisfy...
Inhale-
smoke in my lungs...
Along the boulevard medium
(we call it the neutral zone...
A shadow among city lights,
Always alone...
Where did you go,
that you could not find...
You left me that Autumn,
curled upon that bare patch of grass...
I should have known:
the sun does shine...