rome
he’s
asleep
facedown
on the table
and she keeps
complaining
about
the girls
crowding
around the
computers
dancing behind
the computers
with headphones
on
and it’s eighty degrees
in here
i’ve got a rash
on both of my arms
on my legs
across
my chest
i’m hungover
on wine
and scotch
and haven’t slept
decently
in a week
it is raining
outside
for the fourth day
straight
a driving cold rain
my clothes
are damp
my throat still
hurts
and i think
i could be in rome
right now
but what in the hell
would i do
in rome?
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