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she tried

drinking

but the bottle was still empty

over the side of the

bed

and the blankets

white waterfalls

running

wrapped around her

;

I shoveled

the snow

and checked

your window

in hopes

you lied about

your night

to catch your

shadow

;

the last time I saw you

on cobblestone

under sunshine

told me

you were a traitor to flesh

and needed

something else to

cry about

sorry

we were so sorry

sorry

I only saw your face

when the drinks

made a map on my tongue

sorry

I played you guitar

after you took

off your jewelry

laid them on the nightstand

and laughed

sorry

I kidnapped your generals

and threw them overboard

into the bay

sorry

I apologized so much

sorry

it was harder than I thought

sorry

the last night in town

I didn’t take you

to your favorite bar

and watch you

dance alone

under that chandelier

with the

broken

bulb