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searingedrockI heard a noise last night and saw shifting light
shapes on the ceiling; auroura borealis.
Women here have cast away the betrayer, fashion.
In its stead are anonymous bubble shapes with hoods and heels and briefcases
the men go on as normal, in suits and ties but now with clenched hands.
My legs cramp at night from curling into tight balls. I use his pillow to fortify my own.
Perhaps at the end of my waiting, waiting, waiting
there will be something to show for this.
shapes on the ceiling; auroura borealis.
Women here have cast away the betrayer, fashion.
In its stead are anonymous bubble shapes with hoods and heels and briefcases
the men go on as normal, in suits and ties but now with clenched hands.
My legs cramp at night from curling into tight balls. I use his pillow to fortify my own.
Perhaps at the end of my waiting, waiting, waiting
there will be something to show for this.
