it was a long road back
to "gone" again
and yet I'm here,
"never again"
there's a bird in the tree
sounding like
rubber twanging "meow"
on the faint, sun-stained pond
as he carefully chooses his dinner
melting into evening
I evaporate one last time
before the night awakens,
to bring me home once more
#yourekillingme
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