Listening to ice cubes melt inside tall glasses smudged with the DNA of days
gone by
Watching glass shatter through yellow-grilled windows in a house by the
tracks
Walking into secret realms beyond painted blue doors set inside uneven
frames
Finding a 2 of hearts under an ugly bright street light while walking
through the pain
Drifting off into those swirly moves as sharp steel blades cut through cold
blue ice
Discovering a hidden name beneath the melted wax on a wooden desk in the
back
Watching the sky shoot pink hued arrows across the horizon at the threshold
of dusk
Taking in that first drag after ages and being instantly pulled back into
lazy afternoons
Cutting clouds while watching the birds circle and glide as bronze segues
into twilight
Opening the mailbox to find an envelope with a card and pressed autumn leaf tucked
inside
Picking up the pieces once again and putting them back where they never belonged.
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