.........
Here and Gone
In the middle of
everything going on,
course plotted, autopilot on,
Nothing to do. We need to wait.
Together. We wait together.
Perhaps we hold hands.
Bump shoulders.
Giggle.
Like so many moments
this passes and we're
off again.
Gone.
...
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Poem
DLWhite
1/11/24
07:35
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