Alone in the dark

I heard his keys in the lock The slow metallic clank Tumbler falling forward & Let's just be frank It's four in the morning And you've only just arrived Something's amiss Is all we surmise

Brew haha

It's three am You can always tell Because the buzz you hear Lasts until the daylight & follows you around Like a tin can tied to shoelaces Marching forward & bringing your whole self with

Salt

in the kitchen he sliced honeydew into haphazard cubes leaving me to my own devices ordering metallic knife strikes on remaining ingredients and smiling with glee

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