Automat - Edward Hopper
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left until after dark
no friend would sit in those hours
so, tell me, what am I
a thousand excuses
will explain
as your actions
and words
become a hurricane
you are always the stillness
but my mind reels at the risk taken
to be just an afterthought, after dark
I can't trust-fall into absent arms
or spill my soul
then wait for you to lick your lips
so, with tender resignation
I retreat -
just words
s c a t t e r e d
at my feet
with your actions
occupying the empty seat
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2025
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