![]() Lost XA Poem by PatrickPink![]() Not sure if the caller was searching for a pet or a friend, but something was lost that night![]()
Sat in the back yard
White Wall enclosure One last cigarette in the open air Before bed Good for the head In times like these Strained vocal chords Somewhere off in the twilights A name disconcordant Grazing the nights skin Tumultuous and sad Repeated in urgent echoes Receding slow in the distance It utters Utter sadness © 2019 PatrickPink |
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