A sailor and a gypsy walk in to a bar…
Posted on June 30, 2019
I can’t wait for you, Not right now at least. I’m double-parked and too broke to pay the parking ticket. It’s not a boot but a lead weight they’ll tie to my car. Use another road or find a city street but don’t leave…
Category: Psycho-Therapy & Other WritingsTags: darkness, depression, Leeds, new poetry, poetry, travel, writing, writing community
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