The Usual Wait
Forgotten what it's like to be thought consumed,
Feeling a little rough while appearing well and groomed,
Something on its way and I sense it more than most,
A choice I haven't made already in the post.
Copyright © Karl Mcdonnell | Year Posted 2015
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