Daydreams by night

Poetry Jun 6, 2021

I see a lonely car pass by
Past my window and my house
Stare after it into the night
Slowly unbutton my blouse

No one will stop by, no one enter
My home, my house, or me tonight
I have not thought to strike up banter
No chance to lose my patience, fight

No time left to make up for it
Above-the-counter cures in reach
No remedy for thoughts so sordid
No one to lure me with his speech

But then again, I've been here
Before and will once more
Take myself into my care
Land my boat on rocky shore

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Lars Londerre

I write whenever the mood strikes or strokes. Things get weird sometimes, but then that's why you're here.