Empathy, Inertia, and Uncertainty
poetry, nonplussed musings, and a few raps when the right mood strikes.
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
It's 3:00 am Somewhere
At 3 am her lips form a pout, as if she's about to go down.
Not on a man, but to sleep.
Please turn off the light and lower the volume of the TV.
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