Monday, 25 May 2020
Esme Two
I live in a haze,
sheltered from the wind,
stuck here like sellotape,
best not to moan,
or set a new trend,
life gives me a loan,
won’t buck that train,
scour the land,
for the perfect way,
in my worn-out clothes,
I’ll enjoy being kind,
am not on my bones,
don't have to change,
know where I’ve been,
love's more than trade,
when someone groans,
I'll put on a grin,
move out of that zone,
fire up a rage,
break free of sin,
scrub out your name,
dance again.
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