I am alone
In this relationship.
Alone with this bottle,
This home.
This life, this TV.
Where does it go to?
A sleepy anxious voice,
Cries out.
In the dark
I cannot hear.
I am alone in another place.
Watching sport
She hates.
Loving sex,
She hates.
Hating her,
Hating letting her go.
What do you know?
Modern relationships... Oh!
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