Tomorrow’s dirty, too

You find these moments,

at the end of the day,

that should ‘knit-up’

and coalesce.

… but they don’t.

So,

I sit here,

in the dark,

gently letting down

the remainder

of the day.

I will pretend

that this day

was unique

to me

and therefore

special…

… but….

The world has no shortage

of assholes

and so I bear

no misgivings

about myself.

Hello,

sunset…

I’m Chris….

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