Is she still here?
Hang on, let me check.
Yes.  over and over,
      the same situation.
  Always.  I always.  I
Always must jot down
   All necessary quirks
   Whenever in presence
   of the other.
I(i)know something will happen
   that will cause me once
       again to die inside
       myself.  Once again.

Is she still here?
I'm not sure, let me
                check again. . .;
. . .and once again
     I see a sight that
     burns internally.
     Being adjacent to someone.
One who doesn't know.
Then I get a smile of 
     recognition from her, which
keeps me sane for a short. . . . . . .;
                                    . . .while.


The Night's Second




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