Today…

Our tension lingers

in the air,

while Grand central station

is visiting.

 

 

I’m stuck inside myself.

Distant and sad.

Caught up in the hurt

of loss.

 

Rush hour ends.

Deep breaths.

Beer o’clock

Drained emotions.

 

In bed with Mary,

Smoking mellow habit.

Sadness easing.

Time for sleep.

.

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