Tuesday, October 20, 2020

I miss having somewhere to go (poem)

I stepped through the city today
as if I was still a child
floating and wide-eyed at the world
imagining all the times to be had
there were restaurants to go to
cafés to lounge at
and strangers to see.

I picked up my order and drove home
those days are gone now.

-Zero

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