Friday, September 24, 2010

wishing

do you ever start a 
fight 
about nothing
just to leave the house
wishing that 
I'll be there waiting 
in our
getaway car

we can leave to the city
holding hands as we drive
smiling.
laughing.
having a good time

I'd return you in about
forty-five minutes
she'll think you went
for a walk

you'll go back inside
silent.
pretending.




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