A Ramshackle Faith
If the moonless night
slept, sheepish it'd be.
Strange, fresh dude not cool
chit chat about him
awkward and painful.
Where is a loo
or rear window
to crawl out of,
I'm so tempted.
Bragged he loathed
his girlfriend.
He purred, one
more date.
I said,
no.
12/29/2019
3. A Ramshackle Faith
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2019
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