- - Sunday, March 06, 2011 I mean, I forgot how much I loved you until this dull ache started Way down somewhere deep, in between a tickly place and a gut-wrenching scream The sick giddiness you get when you hear horrifying stories of women going into labor for forty hours The lake, smooth, placid, and ink-black Reflects the sleek white towers of the oil refinery, spewing Steady curls of steam and Flames billowing from steep, steel spouts Quiet across the water, in spreading golden streaks. She bounced outside with a cigarette pressed against her lips Begging the last bits out of it with every Cold, shuddering breath. The moisture and salt stuck in our lungs We danced in the headlights, dim and yellow in a semicircle Before the closed gates, like maddened convicts Our hair spilling in the wind Screams stopping five feet away in the Thick, moist air. I watched you, while you closed your eyes against The fairy-lit hill, silhouetting your pretty, dark head.

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