Not Here
by JT Thames

I pull the curtains closed and I'm not here
Erasing the world, one breath at a time
The agendas, the records, the history of failure
The wins, the losses, the attempts at sincerity
BBQ's, ballgames and everything serious
Returning to plastic covered ooze, ready for consumption
And I'm not here


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