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He went to the window and wanted to cry
Breathing and murmuring, breathing and murmuring
Some things go. Pass on. Some things just stay
Machines were rumbling from inside it
Personally, I didn’t like the apartment much
His wife had just told him she was leaving him
It will be there when you need it
This day was gray, with heavy portents of rain
The comfort of silence without the threat of misunderstanding or estrangement
I expect much more epic story telling
Her mind runs free
The double entendre is noted
But home was always a troubled, dangerous idea for men
It was as if I wasn’t there. In fact often I wasn’t
If we knew how much time was left for us …
There’s that pain again
They had been quarrelling for as long as they had been in love
Are you looking at my knees?
No, I’m way above that
We could help one another through it
The dogs began to bark then
In her dream, her husband had written her a love letter
We’ll probably never see each other again
I’m looking for my hat
… a thumping good yarn behind each stellar formation
But the street washers were approaching
Know when you’re finished
So I took a sip of my water
There was nobody within sight
Few believe this explanation
You may not like the second half of this story
What else was history made up of?
"The door clicked behind her"
No one likes my solutions
So quick bright things come to confusion
You’re a proactive personality
I just see words
Never give the tattoo guy your grocery list
Let’s hear it for the little birds
We need to buy a tortoise
A likeable but moody man
And ears like errant wings
There are no cats on the moon
Yet execute thy wrath in me alone
He wasn’t me
An old dog lay on the rug
I was hungry for something
They forgot to feed the dog

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