and the time got away

i  just

must have

missed you

tonite

he wrote

i just happened

to notice

the mystery

of those words

just like you said

missing

their midnight mark

again…

watch, we laughed

they’ll be there

by early morn

techno backtrack

guaranteed…

he said

its like the guy

who cuts in front

of you

flips you off

while yakking on his cell

then smirks

from the rear-view

inviting the road rage…

or the blonde

bimbo

who fucks her professor

plagarizes

her work

then gets

the only

available

scholarship

on his glorious

recommendations…

its  the unnecessary

dishonesty that gets me

i said

its not like he needs

to otherwise

prove himself

the body of work

is credible enough…

why discredit oneself

pulling this kind

of odd shit?

its a twisted game

we agreed…

then we noticed

draft saved at 12:16:59 am…

 chatting ’til 12:45

we said goodnite

and tried to laugh

it off

at parting…

but instead

once again

i  found it all

incredibly sad

and unfunny

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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