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Date: 2012-04-20 01:46 am (UTC)
notafuckingnut: (I'll be in my bunk)
[Profit's irrelevant at this point, Richie barely notices him leave around his need to just not.be.there. His natural inclination's to lash out, to stop it himself, but he can't, the need's not there, and even if it were there's a wall of a...man-shaped thing in the way. Fingers twitch at his sides, eyes darting around to try to find a solution, and he finally shrugs. It doesn't matter, anywhere's as good as anywhere else; tension strung too tight finally snapped, and now he's just...overwhelmed by it all. Irritable because he feels like he's just spent the past hour as a human ping pong ball, but without the violent intentions to really do anything about it.]

Doesn't matter. Anywhere.

Not here.
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Richie Gecko

It's a Dark Night

hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night

the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him

she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again

I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago

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