A Twenty-Second Encounter
Cigarette in one hand,
cell phone in the other.
She walks with such conviction,
it makes me wonder.
If she knows that…
Inhale the addiction,
to release the frustration.
Exhale the life that kills us all.
A walking contradiction here to,
fuck us all.
How could something so lovely,
be so fucking ugly.
Every word suffocates,
I can already smell the death.
With every breath escapes,
a thousand regrets.
Plaster your face with,
“high class” taste.
A 15 blade to drive out the hate.
A higher letter to make me stay.
This puddle to reflect what’s fake.
But Goddamn I bet you’d look so nice…
when you’re undressed.
And I bet you’d look so nice…
when you’re a mess.
After some “just for fun”… ssshh.
Let’s learn from this experience
and never repeat it.
Let’s stop stealing time
Next time we’ll keep walking,
failing to catch it
I’ll let my thoughts speak,
and so should you.
There is one last thing…
I wish I had told you the truth.
Cigarette in one hand,
cell phone in the other.
She walks with such conviction,
it makes me wonder.
If she knows that…
I was trying to see past her.
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Submission Name: A Twenty-Second Encounter
