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As Far As Nows Go

  • Writer: Roger Buster
    Roger Buster
  • Aug 14, 2019
  • 1 min read

As far as nows go

It's a time like any other

Money is wasted

Celebrities die in threes

Mochas come with whipped cream

And inside

We're not bundled up for the cold

Some t-shirts

Drape our slumped bodies

As though nothing were chasing us

From outside this frozen moment

As if there's no 'now' now

Just the wind that blew us in

And the chill that batters against the walls

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