That Hackney Flat
Happiness, over-rated
in the lizard of a soul
You call your own.
And the trainee smiled
while I lusted after his
bottle of rosé.
And undone, these white teeth
Clenching for London Smiles.
Copyright © Ian D. Campbell | Year Posted 2018
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