a lady in mismatched pink tie-dye
black velvet sweater wrapped around her waist
sitting, then wandering up and down the subway car
nose and lips pressed hard
into a bouquet of bright salmon roses and baby's breath
hair bleached
head hung
shoulders slumped
eyes glazed
stand and stare into space
going nowhere,
thinking of whom?
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About Me
- monkey
- this is a blog about the tragic joke that is my love life and also sometimes some other stuff. it's not nonsense to me, but it probably is to you. that's kinda the point.
the trail of my delusions...it's more fun if you start from the beginning, which is the end.