Excess Baggage
She says
that she knows
what
she wants but
she
doesn’t know,
does she,
not yet anyway ..
She say’s
she can and she
shall but
then, she never
does,
does she ..
She swears she
will spit
it all out quite
soon perhaps ..
Well
maybe she will
one day ..
Or at least she
wants
to eventually,
perhaps ..
But for now it’s
way too
heavy and raw
and too
fucking thick to
spit out
in one sitting ..
After all
said and done,
she just
doesn’t know ..
Who,
where or what
she might
well become
without it in
tow ..
And all safely
stowed
away in the hold ..
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Damn straight you describe the struggle really well, I read it in the context of a fresh trauma....
You not only read me quick, you read me well .. Many thanks Alan .. Neville
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Lucky for me I didn't make the first comment-as usual I was off coarse.
I am as yet undecided whether your use of English is better than our local resident hamsters, or not .. but on this occasion will thank you for being off course .. Neville
You are going to have to book her in for a whole series of consultations, Doc.
..................... Sort of sorted .. Cheers Dave .. Neville
You know the excess baggage KP has now - it's on her person. A word starting with B. Rhymes with 'clocks'. lol.
............................... Bollocks ?
Swoon! lol.
That hold must be emptied and good things put in it Neville.
Andy
Hold that thought my optimistic friend .. but in the meantime, thank you & kindly sir .. Neville
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