the white glow of her screen…

life and death
an existing dissonance
a prop 
a joke 
in one’s own life 
reading unseen words
with a drugged effect
just a stupid woman trying to fit 
in arms built for smaller bodies
& sharper minds
where clearly she doesnt exist
at 12:47 am 
Or 2:29 am 
nor 3am
and all the hours inbetween
reject me too
I thought I knew differently
but fresh faces and cute laughter
get ahead in the game of love
I am too old for film
and will just end up on
the cutting room floor


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