Apr 09

Where Was I When He Called?

His lips move as he talks,
the words not reaching my ears
as they float away in the 
direction of that 
hotel I saw him
in.
Where
was

when he called?
why
is
my vision
burred?
Why is my choice between two
of 
the same endings.
Words 
mean
nothing 
when he grabs you either way.
And
Where
Is
He
Taking
Me?
Why
Is
Everything
Black?
And 
Why
Am

Living
This 
​Life?

 
About the Author: lila woodard
'But to make yourself feel nothing - so as not to feel anything - what a waste!' - Andre Aciman, Call Me By Your Name
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