Tuesday 18 June 2019

Antonia Three

Since you've gone away, I'll find something to do, but each night pray, laugh in the hurricane zone, see my face in whirlpools, you used me like a drone, tricked me every way, the blue still surrounds you, you say there’s no way, you’ll give me a loan, even if you want to, gardens need to grow, walls are turning grey, you say I’ll always lose, as if I’m on the make, don’t want to be alone, not saying it isn’t true, I carry bags of stones, my eyes shine like jays, I’ll never be in ruins, lying by the drains, love will find me soon.

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