The Waiting Room.

The Waiting Room.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The Waiting Room.
One did not have to
fast in love
when all was truly over.
Time allowed the gap
between two                    loves;
passed and future ( the new ),
to Dilly Dally,
while the heart
remained in the shop
for repairs.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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my heart has been in that shop so many times---we are running out of options on how to fix it...

i have been searching places for a new one---but don't know if i can afford the payments.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

thank you jacob, yes if only it was that simple, the fix-it shop.

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