The Unharmonious Nonheartbreak

what i want apparently changes by the second,

right when i thought i knew what i wanted - the opposite beckoned,

nightly, through such diverse desires i must wade and sort,

imaginary scenarios, readily born to take flight at the lax airport,

mind a sex shop with varied, 24 hour erotic shows

inescapable, like dreams shaped by the city of the meadows,

small world: unbelievable beauty witnessed last night, couldnt talk to her,

ate, tipped, left; life magnifies all that we never were,

if i could, would i even want the pictures to come alive?

put em away,

close my eyes,

thoughts speed off to live what i cant - its ok though,

how else would i be able to sleep till tomorrows sunrise...

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