My Troubles Few But Far Inbetween
cast shadows
we all did smile
escaping pain glances
music still
dances
in bass tremored fog sweat spaces
2020 the year we lost the hug
i have no regret
knee against my neck
humanity lost respect
your species i reject
leaving oh a plain jet
heading for the yet
catching what i get
sick of the never met
solid never......Set
finish with an..A
Something a...New
Whats better
than................Trend
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2020
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