I am going insane
The circles wind in
Closer and tighter
I know all the people
They are my lovers,
Friends
I know all the streets
No longer secret
Footpaths and highways
The job changes,
But the buildings
Stay the same
The city
Once mystical
Seems drained
You're everywhere
Your perfume lingers
On the corners I walk
You've seen all my clothes
Heard all my thoughts
Do I bore you?
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all growed up wearing big sister's clothes!
ReplyDeleteSad and knowing - deliberate. I wonder about the person in these poems xxJ
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