Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Quick Sand

We blazed a trail through the desert
on the way to the city of sin
it was still and quiet out in the sand
we stopped to take it all in
the waste
I forgot you weren't with me
and turned to tell you something
but you weren't there
the heat
burnt clarity in to my brain
I have to believe in the fact
that
you are happy without me
and be o.k. with it
we all laugh anticipating
a city that literally never sleeps
neon dreams and gambling machines

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