preciousA Poem by Richardawide now i'm just curious time for me to sleep or die yes, time for us to sleep or die it's time for you to tell me and it's time for me to listen it's time for you to shorten nothing from your life but me that story should be long and it's time for me to bring something of use, to any these moments, to make use of, to bother you, does it? In the cupboard shaped like Atlas the cat & the string, locked away in the corner Tidy & the Mop bucket of tears …they are yours? time to start over, yes, time to start over it's time to start over it's time to start over it's time to start over it's time to start over …isn't it? © 2015 Richard |
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Added on August 3, 2015 Last Updated on August 3, 2015 |