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All night gas station
On CCTV all night
I’m a moving freeze-frame
from a 1980’s rom-com
somewhere in those pixels
someone who hasn’t seen
marriage running on empty
give me the remote
I’ll dig you out
these nights I don’t stop thinking
everything else
Pump 4
fills
gum pack at the night hatch
a red taxi
woman driver
she stares video
me and her
grabbed...
Friday 26th August 2011 9:28 pm
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