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When August Set
There was once upon a day
 When I looked into your eyes
 Blank now
 
 Flashing to this summer
 Crickets are chirping
 Cicadas are playing their orchestra
 But we can’t hear it in the basement
 We’re all alone
 One moment we’re laughing
 So silly, just kids 
 The next you are sobbing
 Hysterical, you’re jerkily rocking
 What can I do, what can I say to make this go away
 There’s a chill in the night air that wasn’t there before 
 I glance around shivering, no sweater nor an exit
 Your face is crumpled
 Mouth is open in silent screeches
 You’re twisting unnaturally in agony
 Breathless mantras pour out 
 “I’m hurting him, I’m hurting him, hurting, I’m hurting him”
 When you look up at me imploringly I see a small child
 Those big brown eyes so innocently framed by dark lashes
 Lonely and terrified
 But like an actor stepping off stage, you snap back between a blink
 Smiling you continue from where you left off, when you fell apart
 As if it never even happened
  
 The moment I knew there was something so wrong
  
 It was another summer’s evening and we were swinging in the park 
 Discussing life and love and God
 You thought He wasn’t real,
 Always such a cynic.
 But as the sun began to sink golden over the tree tops 
 In our lonely subdivision
 I sighed and said “I love sunsets
 A promise of eternity”
 And you turned, looked at me,
 With the saddest smile I’ve ever seen
 Looked away and shivered
 I hate them you said
 Day is turning into night
 It’s dark at night, alone in my room
 I hate sunsets, you said
   
 Now I’m here 
 And I see nothing under the glaze in your eyes
 They’ve caught you alright
 Drugged you up and pent you up
 And you just smile a lazy smile.
 I hate to see you like this
 But maybe now you are okay at night
  
 I can’t help but remember swinging under the open sky
 Just another August night

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