on the Charles Bridge
on the 28th of October
on trams sometimes
on trains usually
in cars nearly every time
(unless i am driving)
on buses, but not well.
getting a haircut
watching a movie
writing a letter
reading a book
sitting in an all-night bar
because there was no room at the inn
and no money in my pocket
i tied my feet together
so i wouldn't wake my imaginary husband.
i tied my wrists together
to take it out of my empty hands
things that are hot like blankets from the dryer
things that are cold like ice on the nightstand
last night, curling my hand around your finger,
watching the streetlight through the curtain
i thought i will never fall in love
i will never fall asleep
i will never fall
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