shades of tristram shandy
timing is everything
had some little thing, a phone call
an itch
a sudden urge for a nestle's crunch
delayed, even for a second
my parents' coitus
they would still have had their son or daughter
but it would not be me
and i would not have to write and run
and run and write
but blessedly
not be
~
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2015-06-13 at 15:22
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