Coltrane Motion
the end of every movie
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this is an apology
for the events of last weekend
i was brash and bold
cocksure but came too quickly
left the sheets looking like hell
you had another dream about me
bedposts creak and boy was i good
i took it in stride
had forgotten how your skin felt
followed you upstairs
feigning naivete
we die we grieve
we move on
and the next town is closer than you think