Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Empty.

Who ever thought
a pair of boots, a skirt, a long stranded faux gold necklace
could ever make you feel...
so sick?

I stare
Feel my brain rot
Feel my face grow hot
15 seconds turns to 20 minutes
20 minutes to an hour

...an hour of your life
that's never coming back.
Emptiness is all that's left.
A void filled with a pair of boots, a form fitting pencil skirt, and a necklace
you don't even have.

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