Wednesday, November 24, 2010

The Very Next Mourning.

There is another me
Out there.
And he spoke to me
In my head.
I was on a Greyhound bus.

He had a very confusing,
Yet ultimately believable explanation
About how all this was happening.

At the next stop
I changed my ticket
To include a stop
In my other self's hometown.

I'm getting
To the bottom.

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