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Friday, July 12, 2013


by Marc Carver

The house smells of moscow.
And now you can do what you want
she says.
"Yea, to be honest with you
i don't want a job anymore."
She lurks about unsure of me
as so many are.
"It is a real crime to be alone." She says.
I have known that loneliness
the loneliness of tears and wine
nobody to dance with only
the craziness of your own mind.
"You should come and live with us."
I tell her even though i know she will be just as unhappy here
but as one person walks through
an open door
another walks out.

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