As I look at Billy.

As I look at Billy,
Chair-shaped,
His curved back
Like an eyebrow,
That not so
Perpendicular line
Shutting inside
Crowds of men,
Forever sipping coffee,
I feel
In slow motion
Shots of days
Shots of nights
Days, nights
As long as my regret.
As a mother,
The attraction to
Killing the pain
Does not scare me

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