~| g l a s s |~



I'm too tired
to be someone else tonight.
halfway between
here and some place I'd like to be
things I'd like to see.
people i watch from a distance,
because i have nothing to add,
move...
and i imagine i move with them
like silent scenes
and soft music
crippled by ennui
and not wanting to spoil the story
with my missteps


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