Money in my purse
the curse of want
the reality of need
fades
The events of the day
turn into the memories
of recent past
disappearing
The beats of the heart
the throb of the loins
slip away
The sun takes it all down
burns it all
until only
all that you
are
aren't
fear
and love
leaving
You alone
surrounded
by everything
and nothing
but the night
October 22, 2020
Day 22 of 31
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powerful and dark
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