Tuesday, June 02, 2020

JUST AN EVENING 


 Just an evening
in April and a car

 passes, same car
as always. The village

 stutters when it
comes to change.

 Always the same
is what we want,

 same car, same wind
in the trees, same

 darkness and sorrow.

# posted by Tom Montag @ 6:00 PM

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