09 August 2012

How many times can you say what?

All i hear is knives clinking
i see she is speaking
her lips are moving
my collarbone is itchy
i shouldnt have moved the bed and desk
clink clink
three men in slacks and white shirts claw tiramisu
she nods with her head
i turn around and see a mural of a baby with wings
i smile
clink clink
i'll probably find out in weeks im missing something essential

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