failing to have fallen

a feeling of dread
as it waits for you on the corner
standing against a lamp post
holding a bag
with a bottle
in the cool night
there is something more melancholy here
more depressed
a language spoken between friends
meant only for quiet embrace
of dim-lit hallways
and the tangled wires
of an old network
failing to have fallen

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