Notice of absence from secondchancesyndrome
Okay, when I shuffle off this earthly folly you'll not be hearing from me unless you attend a spiritualist church.
Okay, when I shuffle off this earthly folly you'll not be hearing from me unless you attend a spiritualist church.
Looking out and wondering why
everything is passing you by
and those looking in
are thinking the same thing
it's what we do.
I read
speed write
take speed
is that not right?
I'm looking beyond the calico dress
and
the words I could find to impress
are lost in the winds that blow
through my mind.
She
underlines me
sometimes
italic
brutal
idyllic.
I find me
lost
as usual.
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Author:
thirdtimelucky (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My darling wife gave me the title for this poem.
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