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By kluless Date: 2005 Apr 29 Comment on this Work [[2005.04.29.08.51.5861]] |
| first clearing her words from my mind with a bottle-shaped squeegie I only hope to forget how much distance there really is between hope and regret but my perspective has always been that no vanishing point exists there then I never could figure out how she found the ruler she used to measure intent but she rapped across the knuckles of my heart one too many times last before she was done with me her wish was to execute the last vestiges of my happiness but she never did give me a cigarette before I faced her firing squad |