Because (a poem)

I want to say it all Yet nothing comes to mind Alone with thoughts on a Wednesday morning Hot coffee; hotter bowl Irritated by the sounds of the city Slow down, notice me, rescue me Same old song and dance spread across a new piece of toast Business scamming the uneducated Because “thief” looks shit […]
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Published on August 28, 2024 06:26
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