Eccedentesiast

At Pen: Raina Ghosh

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crossing the road

not looking at the signals or the cross

alone, not with anyone

but yes, with the last shot of vodka

at your regular bar

lies numb, the real you.

you’re drowining

now that you have the euphoric ignition of scars

on your wrists

and the demons on your neck lingering.

dear bandit,

i might show you the way to the guns and the gun powder

but you must loot away the things alone.

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