The ground 24 floors below
Invites you to step off the ledge
See your whole life flash past
In fast-forward
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…and singe the night air with embers
Of my ego plastered with Paris
Past lingers on, the perfume stays in bed
All day to wake lazy toes.
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What's a guy like you doing with a man like that, you ask
You mind, I love him, she says, I really do.
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Here I am on the threshold of thirty
An old maid to family, friends and acquaintances
Who've toed the line and produced children
For social respectability.
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Funny how the grime suits temples.
The Gods seem aloof otherwise.
While I pray,
A lady jostles through mass hysteria
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