Red Circles


Cigarette long ago extinguished
Lying sideways
Bent dry and twisted

Chair cold and unoccupied
Fingerprints and lipstick on the glass you drank from
Sliver of fading daylight illuminating the room

Sun setting
Moon rising
Soon the night will be the only witness

There
On scene
First hand account of the crime

Sworn in
No lies
Never a doubt about the truth

Cigarette

Red lipstick

A half empty glass

Packing my bag

Memories too thick

All I smell is your perfume

All I see are the red circles from your lipstick…

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