Tired

November 13, 2008
By Marissa Mirbach, Los Altos Hills, CA

She paints her nails
He fixes his tie
stale promises lie on the floor between them
They sleep on a bed of
worn out dreams
Their eyes have long since adjusted
to the light.
nothing new
to see.
Downstairs,
they drink champagne
and smile at people that
they can't even hear


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