The death of dissolution.

I was just passing time, padding out the day
tearing pages from a calender and
ripping them up and
crumpling them up and
tossing them away;
up up and away,
flightless birds on
wing-clipped days.
Get drunk tonight,
hangover tomorrow,
sober and broke,
go back to work.
New year comes,
is noted, goes,
birthdays too,
and then
I met
you.

The death of dissolution.

henryp

Joined January 2009

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