a shameful waste of madhouse time

I spent the better part of the morning running from a

    puerile shadow

            that had chased me around a

theoretically public space

between buses

I saw a scattering of unused coupons in the parking lot

    I saw contented cat by the conspiracy theory section of a used bookstore

 
I don’t want to be the placebo that cures you

    of your last lover; really,

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It took a while but I learned the skill

    of how to forget you at will

but sometimes you still flicker through me

    the aftertaste of a rebel wine.

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