a drug trail of empty capsules,
transparent plastic containers
dented in many places
lay among the table legs
left over 30 nights
they mark the days
in various states
of disarray.
- & -
a blood red rose sat carelessly on the edge
of a dirty white cement ledge
i wasnt sure if it was waiting to take off with the wind
or just enjoying the view ahead
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