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after weekends started lasting all week

by Vikki Owens

to be honest,
i just didnt think you were listening,
even i have not heard a word i've said
in 2 and a half years.
so instant and endless,
a drift of snow painted pharmaceutical blue..
one minute i am kissing you
the next i hardly think of you.
you are a reflection in the glass
of a perpetually used
compact mirror,
a one dollar bill rolled as silent
and as tight
as my little white fist.


Posted on 03/15/2012
Copyright © 2022 Vikki Owens

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