Call
Call
you drop by
potter round
talk a bit
life seems gay
when you play
with the cat
soon you leave
(why not stay?
no? – okay)
not so much
you may say
if not done
in your own
my dear friend
matchless way
Katja Bruning
Copyright © Katja Bruning | Year Posted 2012
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