I broke down
onto the floor of your room
I let the tears
fall freely from my eyes until
I heard you say:
Who the Hell are you?
Why are you in my home?
Get the fuck outta here!
I looked up
to see you weren't Mary
I must have
let myself into
the wrong apartment
And so I ran
I beat the pavement,
I made no try at an explanation
As I got outside
I realized this
wasn't even the right block
I ran from the absurdity,
peels of laughter
following my footfalls
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