catching up
is cheating
there
I’ve said it
is it though?
no one will know
if I penned this
on the day
or yesterday
or several months ago
or even in July
I won’t lie
I didn’t
I would never lapse
that far
would I?
trust me
read between
the lies.
on the numbers and the stars and she is back in dreamland on the lotto on the ‘scopes pumped with false hope and fingers crossed and...
hope drifts in like fog a whisper a suggestion of a maybe on a Saturday in the morning when the tank is dry bank balance said goodbye to...
sad nana how you make me smile what kind of mind decided to depict you (mine) you bring me joy with every sighting inviting quirky up...
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