the last sigh of the night

tsumugi sarah found herself dragging her left heel heavier on the ground

in the LED city where no one was there to see the lights

she dreamed of the night that would surely come

where her kind and benevolent god would disassemble each building with his great wrath


a young 19 tsumugi sarah took out a cigarette and a flask of something whatever 

and stared into the blinding cascading oblivion

huffed and swallowed

and breathed out the last sigh of the night









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