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"[poet exits stage right]"
by theusedpoet (2005-02-01.01) |
staring out at the city lights her heart doesn't skip in anticipation of another flight. another place to land. but instead is wistfully dreaming. longing. desiring to be loved.
and she is.
it's a quiet night in the city. no sirens reach her ears. not much traffic. not much happening. just the soft distant twinkle of amber lights. of direction. and solitude in the silence. in the kraziness.
she turns back to her corner of the world. remembers that she must water her plants.
her music is on. her desk a mess.
she sighs as her bare feet glide across the cool floor. another night alone. she wonders how she'll tempt herself to sleep tonight.
dreams of him perhaps.
they seem so real. so vivid when he's not around. when his arm isn't draped over her. comforting her. holding her in her dreams.
she remembers how he smelt. of cologne mixed with a days work. how the night just never seemed long enough.
i guess it never was
because here she is alone
and it is here that she will return when this play has been told. when the cast all bows and exits.
she will exit alone.
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