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Elope

   


Did I turn off the oven and
dim all the lights, pull down the blinds,
close and lock the door, what for?

Cause it doesn't matter really,
tempered with the fact that
I'm racing down the street

to the bus stop, 'cause I forgot
all about my car; I do have one.
The cat! No wait, I don't have that.

I feel so alive! Where’s my tote?
Oh, on my shoulder, but don’t stop,
keep runnin’, and what’s my name?

But it doesn't matter really.
I prolly forgot my rouge & brush
in love’s flush, and what day it is.

Neither coat, nor change o' clothes,
I can't think about those!
That's not why I'm in a hurry,

reminding myself as tears
crawl into my ears from the wind.
But it doesn't matter really.

I just need to put down steps and
mark the miles behind me till I’m
where he waits, with coffee for him & me.
   
 
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published | Edited 22nd Sep 2020
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