She wasn’t waiting
For a train or a bus
Just the rain that was falling
To bite the dust…
Tag Archives: Waiting
1/4/2021 (XIII)
XIII:
She died on a Monday
On a bench just outside…
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
She wasn’t waiting
For a train or a bus
Just the rain that was falling
To bite the dust…
XIII:
She died on a Monday
On a bench just outside…