Hotel Vintage Park Parking
Today I went to a nine story parking lot
Downtown seattle is not a place I want to go
Alone again
I wrote your name in the dust
On the car windows
And I saved the dirt
I put it in a jar
Its on my shelf
On the farthest end
Collecting dust itself
And every time I look at the jar
I remember the parking lot
On the nineth
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