chewing days.

I sit on the
cold floor
chewing a gum

a book
old and tired
of people
keeping me company

a gentle breeze
stirring up scents of
urine and faraway rain
passing by

I sit on the cold floor
waiting for
one more day
to die

longing for a gum
that never loses
flavour

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