Sights for SighsA Poem by Andrew JohnFreeverse
Transport has arrived to take him away.
Was he awake in that apartment? Will he stare through dead eyes, or living eyes that cannot see, lacking attention? So many old are claimed from this block of flats, put into ambulance or hearse. We raise an eyebrow somewhat. It makes such interesting traffic. (Jun 2022)
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