There you are
Standing in front of the mirror,
Fixing your tie
While I lay on this hotel bed
In the middle of fucking nowhere, California
And just
Admire
I admit, finally,
That I was the pompous one
Your silence makes me want to…
I’ll be the one to violently shake my words out
While you continue to be
Us
Vicariously
I am in between, always
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