Two Words
Two words,
Two menacing, little words.
Two words to define a year,
No,
A decade,
No,
A life up to this point.
Two words that morph time
Into distorted image,
That race through living rooms
at midnight,
That make you live like you’re an apology.
Two words that can mean
something else entirely,
That write themselves
Over friendships and
Family meal times.
Two words
That command a room,
But only if you’re the only person in it.
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