Where Have You Been

when you’re nothing but a
washed up miracle

then she’ll show up

at midnight
on the balcony across
the street

black silhouette
warm window

only light on in the
whole damn building

and your bored, cigarette
smoke will twist

and her bored, cigarette
smoke will swirl

mingling together in a kind
hello, that doesn’t need
to touch

and you’ll think:

where have you been
all my life

and she’ll think
there you are

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