rose see.

Apr 23, 2013 21:17

The window is in front of me, and behind me. But yes, quite literally, the window is in front of me, in to door.
To be honest, ive spent the last hour, maybe two, looking through it, and into it.
Waiting to see your face bob in front of it.
That warm smile of please let me in.
instead, im seeing beer bottles glance in and out of its lower periphery.
Seeing it still black.
Still with the light across the way never blackened out by an attempt of reverence defeated by common sense.

Never do you come.
Never do you go.

A purgatory of mine own doing.
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