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she answers the call at 2 am
with a sweater over her voice
and cobwebs on her eyes.
do you want to?

rolling wheels and gasoline smell,
that suitcase in the back
with everything you could depend on.
do you want to?

the hotel room next to his,
with itchy comfort like freedom
and a seven-thirty wake up.
do you want to?

she answers the call at 2 am,
with a bloody knife above him
and gloves around her hands.
do you want to?
©2005-2009 ~shriylon
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this was supposed to be added to a story of mine, but the style was too poetic so I rewrote it as a poem. enjoy...

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:iconpyrodarkangel:
Wow thats very deep, I like the repetiveness of the first and last stanza having the same first line.

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thanks...I wasn't aware that it was deep *laughs*

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