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As Lost As I

Smoking cigarettes
at 10 in the morning

she seems as lost as i
as we sit on her bed
sipping coffee
from plastic cups

expecting nothing
from each other
or the world

a workable
arrangement

understanding our own
absurdity
and being neither proud
nor ashamed

saying nothing
as there is nothing
to say

smoking cigarettes
at 10 in the morning.

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