Subominous
There are no surprises
Just ignored observations
And unlucky rolls
Deep in the purses
Loose change and lipstick
Slip through lining holes
I don’t think it will change
But I’m hoping for more
From the collective
She wants me to smile
But I’m unhappy here
Being reflective
So many little signs
Indicating the end
Of what one can stand
You count them like money
But it’s never enough
And not how you planned
Copyright © Andy Thomson | Year Posted 2016
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