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[manosa]

Life's defining
moments
are saturated

by silence

on new years eve
i sit on a
red leather
ikea couch

watching her
sleep

all i can
feel
is the
fat
from my chest
resting
on the upper
portion
of my stomach

the light weight
of wine between
the back of my gums
and tongue

it feels like
every day after

being the only one
awake at 6:00 am
studying the faces
of the aftermath
in the blue filter
of dawn

i tossed
old wine bottles
and our
20 inch
christmas tree
to pass the time

but she
hasn't woken

the apartment
is hot with
furnace steam
the windows
are cracked

outside there
are college kids
walking
up and down
Gordon St.
yelling and howling

i hate
and envy
them
all at once

i used
to yell
and howl
drink with
the full bottle
in my hand
my eyes smiling
and use
capital i's
in writting
to refer to
myself