there isn't anymore.
you shake
the box,
empty the crumbs from
a bag,
pour a drop or
two from
the bottle. all day,
you thought
about it,
that one bite, or
swallow,
but there isn't anymore.
even you,
won't give me a kiss
goodnight.
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
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