Aboveme

In minutes of idleness,
And hours of doubt,
We're stay here now,
And then'll disappear.
(A Calm of that day,
Will be without trace).
Leaving "Porshe" only,
Broun mouldy coat,
Droll "story of bra",
Photogenic leer of some loner,
The gold telephone,
With meek, dumpy, tiresome,
Unanswered call,
And couple of these poems…


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