Desper
thursday night
twenty seven degrees
if you want to know i'm sad
but this is quite normal
because in this quadrant of life
there's a taste of old insomnia
a one way ticket
a meaningless fall
descent dark landscape view
who paved this street already knew
who would walk for it
and what kind of stones to use
to cause maximum agony
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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