Thursday, September 2


i gave it my all, giving that last effort to tie those little pieces together.
the last shot, the last breath, the last try, and then i slumped back, defeated.
i knew that you gave your all as well. there is nary a trace of contentment with
what was given. but you made do just like yesterday, and the day before.
because you always do, and will.

and then we look up to the dark night sky, searching for that little one star to
and smoke that dream and promise.

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