Saturday, January 2, 2010

When we were at her house, months ago.

under a blacklight
you smoked a glowing cigarette.
poised&proper even with
all your makeup washed clean.
wearing clothes that weren't yours.
you aren't much different from them,
so why did I hold you in such high esteem?
because you gave me reason to
believe that I was worth something.

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