Keith Michael

(new brunswick, new jersey)

Blow Out The Streetlight


where does this leave us, after tonight what will we become? more than we have been? more than bed partners or a friend in passing? can we still swing under the streetlights and dance in the rain? my days are spent on park benches, on rocks along the beach, walking to and fro, calling your name, hoping the waves wash it out to sea so we can soon be reunited.

Submitted: Friday, November 16, 2012
Edited: Saturday, November 17, 2012

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