almost dawn
blackbirds on the telephone wire
waiting
as I eat yesterday’s
forgotten sandwich
at 6 a.m.
an a quiet Sunday morning.
 
one shoe in the corner
standing upright
the other laying on it’s
side.
 
yes, some lives were made to be
wasted.

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