EMOTION #2,015

Found myself here again, under
A rock, in dirty places
And ordering strong coffee
Day-to-day foretell could be
All the same

She sits, legs spread and
As she beckons,
She poses

Why did I find this place
Again, and again tomorrow?
Let fulfilment stand in front
Of joy and sing-song
I could use some shiny shoes,
Shininess in two’s &
Dull in four

Really need to find that blasted
Door, the
Waxing one, walk –
Through pun, embraced by
No arms of Janus

I’ll be here again,
And again tomorrow


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