My Long Shadow Spans This Dump

Here's where I am, if you care (and you don't).
On the corner of Seventh, in this fucking town,
That is twenty blocks long, and a couple across,
And I saw her this evening. Did she see me?
There's no telling. Most likely, but she just went
On. It'll always be like this. There's nowhere
To hide. We'll keep passing in silence, and people
Will stare. “Weren't they sweethearts?” “They
Were, but they're not anymore.” From the
Corner of Seventh, at sunset, I'm able to scan
Almost all of this pitiful town, and I'll be
Observed. I am easily seen, not that you or
That woman will care.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-04-19 at 23:08

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