September morningA Story by Rayree Parker My truth that flowed through me It's brezy around 11 am I watch them sit .. Table for two ... Oviously visiting from a god awful place in the arm pit of the state ... His hands shake he orders a double and another as the first is set in front of him ... She's homely staring at the view siping diet soda happy to not be alone in this slippery mality of her life... Uncomfortable in there skin they chat of face value lip ear service ... I wonder if being so simple is a choice ? One that's a option for me ? © 2013 Rayree Parker |
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Added on September 19, 2013 Last Updated on September 19, 2013 Author
Rayree Parkerthe coast that shall not be named.... , CAAboutI watch the world and it seems to flow out on to paper without a choice ... And yes..,it may or may not could have been bout u if it sounds familiar maybe our paths met ?even just for a second? .. I w.. more..Writing
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