Ripe Oblivion

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Ripe Oblivion

She descends into ripe oblivion;
scorched hopeless futile resignation
Cheap romance took that last train home,
checked into a Motel Six,
living like a bad smell
Cigarette curtains,
sheets like paper
vibration
humming
sleeps

Dawn
cloudy
awakens!
Forgot toothbrush
Rolls out for coffee
pretends to be normal,
whatever the hell that is
Distant memory winged passion
hemorrhages all over the sidewalk
Total recall down to eternity

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This was nominated (thank you!) for a Quill for 2016! Thank you to whoever did that! This is the link I was given, which may be invalid for a time, but will rise again like the phoenix from the ashes!