One evening on C street

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: July 19, 2012

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I used to notice things like that.

In the drugged out spaces between my neurological pathways.

The bright sliver of sunlight on the dusty wood floor

could make me drift and space.

The way it seemed so permanent and yet slipped away so gracefully,

up the wall and gone.

Leaving nothing but the twilit sky

and a warm spot on the floor.

I used to notice things like that


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