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Vienna

\"don\'t I know you?\" he asked.

 

\"maybe once,\" I said. 

\"but I don\'t know many people now,

and I avoid meeting more,

so I can\'t see how.\"

 

it occurred in a place

very similar to the one you are in,

textures and colors and sounds,

I was the happiest I could\'ve been.

 

for breakfast, I had wine.

he had cocaine,

though it made me cry,

he said he\'d be the same.

 

I felt my heart explode

and my other entrails

fell right out my mouth

when they told me the details.

somehow my love had lied,

but my love, he always fails.