a young man walks
in the dead of night
past lives stalk him
he stands at the corner
and lights a cigarette.
watches the smoke
rise up to the stars
the lives that stalk him
collapse to the ground
knees to the floor
in worship
"please"
they beg
"free us"
the man pulls up his hood
and carries on his way.
he comes to a cliff
and watches as
the sun
its red and yellows
swallowing the sky
they are
the last things he sees
"understand me"
he whispers
"understand me..."
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