Wednesday, 21 August 2024

Frankie

The love you gave away, dissolved or flayed, keeps hurt at bay, lifts troubles to forgiveness, don't let them reign, skip Calendars or Catechism, step free of certain games, that cap your flame, maintain hope to keep sane, as for difficult questions, wise not to tell tales, hold your own inquests, drunk as a weathervane, spins over the plain, you're part of this age steam makes espresso's hiss, sawdust cafe's swell with rain, solace you no longer miss, a City whispers your name.

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