Friday, June 17, 2011

after, the formalities absolve and there is room to breathe- to move freely, without second thought. no more empty conversations that have no beginning or end, just a dull in between that settles in the stale air and drapery. dead air turns to a familiar silence and either or the other can forgo whatever silly pretenses carried into the bedroom and left on the floor besides the crumpled socks.

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