__________________________________________________________________ waking up to the sound of traffic. headlights flicker through the room. and here comes that heavy scent from a night well spent. and for a moment i felt safe. we're all shells from battles never won. shallow eyes lit by the sun. we're done. breath the night into our lungs. autumn air and loaded guns. we're done. rainfall washes the ground clean. people crowding around the boy gunned down on these "innocent" streets. face pressed towards the concrete. we're all shells from battles never won. shallow eyes lit by the sun. we're done. breath the night into our lungs. autumn air and loaded guns. we're done. i take a walk outside to clear my lungs. to clear my head with "cigarettes and open air". one two three and the sky is crashing down on me. the atmosphere of a graveyard. a sunken ship. a battlefield. i can feel it if i concentrate. i swear. one two three and the sky is crashing down on me.

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September 2010