Here Again

The floor's now accustomed to me, and I to it. We know each other, we have an understanding.

Not sure why I'm here again; maybe I thought you'd respond. My legs have gone numb from the kneeling. Busy schedule, I understand… but is a lending ear too much to ask? I hope not.

I'm getting up now.

 

T. E. Samad.

Here Again is a post from: Aztec Books