A whole week
In one day
Just one day
Some day
This Sunday
Often I wish
For five of the seven
Instead of two
Merely breaking the surface
Come closer
Get closer
Maybe a little closer
Almost
In arms reach
Tickling the fingertips
Of those who desire
Whichever exit
Of this roundabout I choose
Will make my worn tyres worth it.
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Author:
Harry Atkinson (
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Comments2
an intriguing read, wonderfully paced
thanks for sharing
Thanks!
May the exit on that roundabout take you to a wonderful place.
Andy
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