outbox

last night I had a dream about you
this time last year
the golden evening
red wine your tears
it was when it started all over
with redoubled strength

two weeks later I said it was funny though it was already clear we were on the skids

I still think it funny
such a shame
what a pity
nothing left

I'd known
"how she would always always
how she would never never
I'd watched and listened
but I still [...]"