And, lo,

And you know how it is,
Same storyline written time and time,
10 people thinking the same thing,
that they're alone.

"And, lo, it was waste and void"
"תוהו ובוהו"
Chaos.

To the point where you jump every time the house creaks,
Or that you just need one more drink.
Makin' conversations with the sky and the
Clouds, because they've got more interesting
Things to say

Than a real
anyone.

Watching the ceiling fan until it stops,
because they each have the other,
one another
one another
each other.

Dancin' down the lines of the interstate hoping to see a big
crash.
Trucks come head on-
Deer fall head down.
Cycle turns, repeats.

Me encantaría correr,
Salir,
Dejarte aquí.

Just 4 more weeks.
Walking down a little more crowded streets
With places to go
and faces to meet
to leave you here
to rot, weep, hope
to leave.
Yo voy a despedirte.

And, lo, se me ha perdido mi oportunidad.

Until then,