Loop Road

Hillary Monica Maranresy

I stood up under the same streetlights.

It was so loudly quite,

It was so breezily cold.

Nobody was there,

no cars.

 

It was starting to rain.

I was rushing to find a building to stop

I was walking so fast

I was running...

without using an umbrella

 

Then, I was back in the same point

where I stood first...

Still... there was nothing there

I stumbled and was confused

" How come ? "

 

It was somebody who offered to take me

on the bus ahead

the same wrong bus

to this empty long loop road



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