I don't feel like writing
today. Because my
thoughts are all jumbled
and I have mascara in my
eye. And I watched a
deceptive sunset in the
driver's side window, with
duty mauve clouds that floated
lazily away. They used to be
my friends, the clouds, along
with the butterflies that slam
into my windshield,
but the butterflies are gone, and
the clouds floated on without
me.
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