the slim tall figure
slipped in through
a hidden backdoor.
I didn’t have
THE STRENGTH
to stop her.
here we were
AGAIN.
the cigarette
she smoked smelled
STALE + COLD.
.
+ the music,
YOU KNOW,
THE MUSIC,
it has this
carrying effect at times,
when nothing else
is there to carry me
THROUGH A STAGE.
.
music: Lost
by Ash
.