“Something Flickered” by Zachary Johnson

Then Burned
Out Inside
Me Last
Night Between
Side
Bar And Short
Street: Something
Related To Perfect
Weather
After Three
AM, Bicycling
Home
From The Tattooed
Paralegal’s
Studio
Apartment. Sex
And Conversation
Both Were
Good
But Incurred
A Hazy
Need
Within To Be
Alone. She Said,
You Know,
It’s Rude To Leave
After: Before
Going
I
Apologized Under
False
Pretention
Of An Idiosyncratic
Yearning
For My Own Bed.

-Zachary Johnson

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