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Bus stop purgatory.

All is the rain,drenching  
Bathing  bones    
In icy dampness,    
Wretchedness compounded.    
   
Dripping Leylandi frantically,    
Conceive muddy pools.    
Uncaring traffic    
With dim melancholy lights    
Skulk on by,obedient.  
   
All the world is foreboding    
Apprehension suspended    
In the swollen air,Negative ions    
With primitive hands,tries to seduce    
   
All is the rain,    
   
I remember    
Lying on sand    
Idly caressing your thigh,    
As we watched    
surfers skimming along    
On glorious waves.    
 
Written by staggerlee (Paul Martin)
Published | Edited 28th Nov 2018
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