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The Distant Lifeboat
Once all our honey has been spread
once the little moments are learned by heart
routine a debt that stalks our steps
and suggestions nag more than they ought
then the waiting boat will take me
to a wooden shack by the ocean
and there, I’ll start again, alone
Once your touch no longer prickles
once our conversations are to walls not through them
no sound but a ticking house that counts u...
Wednesday 28th April 2021 11:24 am
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