A Long Lost Friendship

I shut the door at your presence.
in between the pain and the sadness
of your absence.
My heart,
on the left side of my chest,
sprouts out from the graveled concrete
and has risen like a Phoenix
too many times to feel
until it is now only
just a hollow hole.

Scarce and colored black from
the machine dust
that comes through minute cracks,
I suffocate on secondhand smoke
leaving me penniless,
suicidal and

All of my blood has
evaporated onto blank pages,
now filled with past paragraphs.
Looking up to the sun,
I stare into your eyes
one last time
rght before I go blind.

Saying hello,
is all that I desire.
Laughter, tears
and my passing
all will come after.


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