burden

.

we stood on the rooftop, five floors up

gazing out to the west, over the Pacific

flowing cold currents bending south

.

I can make the dolphins come and go

she said

whistling and kissing at the air

with her drug addicted, whore lips

.

my mother believed her

.

I smiled

.

they were my neighbors, after

all

.

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