anymore

he reeks
of pity
and a broken heart
oozing
from his pores
silent libations
half-dead
expectations
laying sprawled
on the concrete floor
with me
and wanting
to be
more
than stoic
anger
welcomed
like an old fiend
vigilant
reminder
of who he
has been
forgetting
who he is
already
blood-smeared
canvas-covered
death
his only dream
left
he believes in
anymore

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