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What are you waiting for?
I wasn't thinking about you today.
Someone before. A place in the wet grass.
A twanging sonnet of rotting planks,
chipped paint, and black/white photography.
I found the album I was looking for
through a dusty sojourn of exhaust and feint.
Could've been a stranger day.
With no tomorrow, only change.
Something was always missing.
Still.
Was it me this time?
