morning after

i woke up
face down
in last night's mess.
demons clawing at my hair,
leaving invisible kiss traces
on my skin
and scratched-up wrists.
i met a boy
with a rumney drawl.
who i knew
from some years before.
a more innocent time.
i've never heard his voice
i've only seen his smile.

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leaves one wondering...