NY

Suburban street

late at night

Cross a threshold and

the agony is the same

“I love you”

groaned, growled, hurled

rewind

the light in the hall

suck it in

the banality

and the irrational hugeness

of love

a gulf between

strange love

and refusal

the knowledge

she loves him

but he doesn’t love her

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