Tuesday, September 16, 2014
16 september
with no wallet on the way home i could not stop to buy milk / true i could have stopped but i could not have bought / you're right, i know / in the toolate dark at each stoplight and in between i groped through my bag / across the floor / in between seats / i retraced my purchases, carry-ons: on sunday i bought gas in tysons / now on tuesday late i'm blank / with thoughts of home and resolution: the black bag in the bedroom / but empty blank / the dream fades in: tomorrow under desk / fade out: dreams up, pause for darkness / buying anyway with nothing left to sell
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