Aphex Twin - Hy a Scullyas Lyf a Dhagrow
I can't be bothered with this right now.
Proceed to zombie-hobble over to window, check out the street, hope for a sign of something familiar.
A lazy gaze at muddy lawns and stray dogs picking at garbage bags in the alley begs for a drag off my cigarette.
// Breathe //
A slow exhale slips silent through window screen and in the swirls of smoke I see her...
... She was here last night during the storm; a fallen goddess kneeling twelve steps outside my door, soaked through to the bone, a sea of glass beads pouring over her crumpled frame, folded knees kissing concrete, shoulder blades pointing to the sky like broken wings.
Now there is no sign of her - only broken flowers and dead space.
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