Friday, April 3, 2015

We Don't Belong Here

Droning along through light traffic,
Lost in thought: waves, data, encryption. 
I pass the house we looked at together:
Quaint, freshly painted grey blue. 
It was a wish but still, something I pictured us in. 
The sign is down, my thoughts intruded upon by a twinge of sadness. 
"You're so fucking special" blasts out of the speakers at that moment. 
I am a creep,
We don't belong here.
Pandora's serendipity - I realize:
You've cracked my encryption,
Broken through the static,
Popping in when you choose,
Permeating my subconscious. 
You're so fucking special...
...we don't belong here......

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