do you hurt like me
when you walk into the kit
chen from the living room
does it in humane
all the shouting
peoples' colors
lavished shade
ing on the
phthalo blue
can you
replicate
what a year
made never sad
den dampen memory
in a tear
ing shape
nameless faceless
all the blame and
slipping glory and
a cigarette
(lost on yielding
glimpse)
does it hurt like me
walking from the kitchen
to the life in lights
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