is going slowly. i'm stuck in act one.
what to do
i need more time
in order to sort this out,
to find out
where it's all going.
two people, no three,
make it four.
back to two. just two.
out west, no back east.
new york.
let's start there.
central park.
a bench.
it's winter. no, no, that'll never
do.
it's fall let's call it fall.
the leaves
the chill in the air.
the old people wrapped
in long coats.
the traffic, the pigeons.
cops on horses.
two lovers, no. two former
lovers,
meeting for the first time
in years.
okay. let's start there.
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