parking lot love

it’s a parking lot love

the kind you find at 24 hour diners at 3am

night people drinking bad coffee not quite happy

but trying to savor every second

driving too fast on the wrong side of the road

trying to find the high drugs stopped producing

ten minutes too late

loving the sunset only because it is going west

the place where dreams go

making plans not meant to be kept

plans to drive away, fly away

plans that die with the sunrise

the smearing of her lipstick and

an empty coffee cup

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