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The four letter word
A wheel that turns and turns
Round and round
Living our lives for the dollar
signs
Hardly home
Late nights
Dark when you get up
Dark when you lay down
Your home is not a home
It's a house
An empty shell of a house
Rushing to say goodnight to
your partner - again
A robotic relationship
'Night Hun'
The only two words spoken to
each other
You were hidden underneath
your Everest books
Or your iphone
Or Your iPad
Or whatever 'i' technology you
have.
It's all about the i. Not we.
I've forgotten what life is
about.
Then I remember the four letter
word
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Copyright © Laura Hassell | Year Posted 2013
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