Wednesday, 15 February 2012

day forty five.

dear theo
i am troubled
and looking in a strange
place.
a lady with glass
over her eyes
asks
questions
and hands me a paper
with a nearing expiry
date.
i left theo,
like a beast
and went to the place
of many old beasts
and left.
there is nothing for me
anymore
nothing
here.
goodbye.
three days later.

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