alone again

i have 72 hour one night stands
just enough for me to get attached
a goodbye then i’m wrapped
in the blanket of lies
lying languidly on the couch
the sound of children playing
beneath my balcony makes me
want a whiskey with my cigarette
and wonder why i didn’t
pay more attention in my
sophomore science class
i have to come to terms with
being bored and lonely
and to stop wishing on stars
and trucks carrying bales of hay

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