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©2017 by Marshall Bruno.

Image of Marshall With Bruises was makeup done by Libby Battista.

She did not punch him. 


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I regret.

October 3, 2014

I was watching my laundry go around, and around, and around,
And I turned my head and saw you alone on the bench.
The light coming from the pole above you outlined a saddened form.
Slumped, and shaking, I knew you were weren’t well.
I went outside to smoke a cigarette and then you weren’t alone.
Someone showed up and came to you… and made you cry.
You embraced each other and you shook in his arms.
He stood strong, and then, he was gone.
I lost sight of you as I went back to the laundry,
Should I ask if you’re ok? I thought.
The time finally came where I stepped outside again
And you were gone.
I walked to the train tracks, no more than a block away.
And there you were.
Waiting for the train.
So I waited too.
You didn’t even notice me, which was fine.
I wasn’t trying to be noticed
I wasn’t trying to involve myself.
But as I sat there…
I wondered if you needed a shoulder
I wondered if you were ok
I wondered if I should lend you an ear
I wondered, but never asked.
The train came and you got on.
My car behind me, I hesitated.
Then I decided, I’d go for it.
And so I stood up to board the train.
I hesitated too much, though.
The train began it’s churn
And I knew
I’d missed my only chance


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