Heart beats, Headlights, Half Steps and Hollow Points. Someone asked me what goes on inside my head. I wanted to answer, but I was too far down, buried under the bones of yesterday's dreams. I tried to speak, but the dust of what might have been coated my tongue in so many layers that the words were stuck in my mouth and I couldn't swallow. I sat there instead, until I was finally alone.
Friday, September 23, 2016
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