Hot Thursday

The days go by. Nothing special happening.

As it was in the beginning.

Kiss my ass goodnight.

People come.

People go.

Love lights.

Love fades.

What happened is over.

A year old ghost in December.

I write for no one.

I write for anyone.

I live for myself.

I dine and die alone.

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