so many I go everywhere

so many I go everywhere
folding arid arms in despair
so much time spent on I foot
solitary nights in cold wet soot

I see you in my turning
moments taut and burning
it is just a matter of sentiment
taking brevity to pay the rent



Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2016-02-03 at 12:04

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Nice. I love the last 2 lines.
2016-02-04



I love the last two lines best! Brilliant as always. :)
Ashe
2016-02-03