For Him.
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schwetyman
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Autoplay OFF   •   6 months ago
For you, Lex.

For Him.

I am sitting at my desk.

It is very late.

The room around me is dark.

My monitor is blank.

I am growing out my beard until you talk to me again but I don’t think that’s happening any time soon.

An empty beer can is staring me directly in the mouth urging me to get a drink.

I cannot.

“Why can’t you?”

The can mysteriously responds.

This is in my mind.

No tricks, no supernatural bullshit.

This a scenario I made up.

The loneliness is crushing.

But I still respond

“For him”

I take another hit of the pipe convinced I am just in my decision.

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