46. RAIN, TRAFFIC, OPEN WINDOW
afterthoughts, the aftertaste
bares my champagne
to the empty apartment.
rain, traffic, open window.
and you on some night curb
a prism for your thoughts
a tear drop, a sip of my champagne.
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