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Alex Stolis
Location: Plymouth,MN
Email: LexStolis@aol.com
Published in: Wilmington Blues, Alchemy, The Ebbing Tide, The Wire, Reflections
THINKING ABOUT YOU (AGAIN)
Down here we knew those nights(I guess you forgot)
The ones I spent crawling floors
believing in nothing .
The ones I spent wrapped in funeral linen
waiting on you.
Trying to catch slow moving happiness,
I sat stranded in criminal confusion.
You told me you lied helplessly on lost nights.
You meant you loved me the best you could.
Where do you lie now --
in broken glass houses? on sullen dimlit streets? Some room w/ broken-hearted magi,
believing every word that glides off your face?
You once chased vice like a religion.
You once were a distant & foreign passenger,
stopping once & again to think about me,me & my postcard freedom.