Tell me (what i want to hear)


He stared into empty space to extract depth.

she -a bowl of irony
a paradoxical mess
with sauce, once creamy
now just too salty and undressed.

She hears a siren call -stops
to listen to the man
who searches -thirst
and the desert times of life.

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