The girls are gone,
that didn't take long,
and nobody cares what I am doing
alone at the computer on a Friday night.
I tried on some pity but
Carrie didn't seem to think it fit.
Fair enough.
I don't understand my post-war reflection,
gaunt and terrified.
Swagger takes a day off.
I'm tired of this guy already,
he's always
in my
face.
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