I slam the door to the bath
and the shower rack collapses
and glass crashes
into crystal fragments
try to clean the ashes
then slip under the stream
of shower water to clean me
which is like three hundred degrees
meanwhile I hear a door creak
and sneak a peak
right before Jilly leaves
the last time we will meet
and the allusion exceeds
the confines of the week
this relation has peaked
and met defeat
I'd still like to try
but why?
deep inside I realize
it's time to say goodbye
thanks for everything
it was amazing
it's getting hard to think
must be going crazy
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hmm...this must be about another nothing fight. I like it though, it flows rather smoothly.
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