Nameless Musing Poem by Mary X

Nameless Musing

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Tulips on a grey
Monday morning shining
out—through the memories
of drunken Sunday night and images
of never-ending Monday
afternoon—a prospect of
nostalgia.

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Mary X

Mary X

London, England
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