Robert Leary

Rookie - 38 Points (New London, Connecticut)

Another Year

As if we were planets
Waltzing into another universe
We sit down to dinner
There’s too much smoke between us
Your face locked in a mask
Betraying tears I’ve wiped from its cheeks
Passions we’ve unfolded in our soul’s
Search for the right recipe
Spiral down the drain

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