day 63 . empty

i looked at a wall
a blank screen stared at me
as my reflection played out an old hollywood scene
blue sky luscious greens and yellow dust
a lonesome cowboy rode through the prairie
he angled his mighty mustang towards me
riding purposefully his gaze cool as a winter’s day
as he came up to me he raised his hand
a shotgun blast ripped through my skull
dream turned to dust
hollywood gone
so were you
all that remained
was an empty heart

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