Love, If Love Meant a Hoard of Dead Caveman Standing At My Doorstep

May 4, 2010
By Anonymous

Her eyes were like pale blue
nothings,
splattered on a thin wall
of dead cigarette ash
and turning neon
signs,
all labeled
“CLOSED”.


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