I write late at night in order to
decompress, and so that most people won’t
read the weakness in the writing–
but I know this is linked to Facebook
because I linked it so that some of the messages
would leak out
Tonight, however, it doesn’t matter
because what I write
will make no sense
and will end
just like unfinished highways
broken movie reels
sparklers on the Fourth of July.
The moment disappears.
I like this. A lot. =)