Tornique, Poem by Peter Vealey

Tornique,



Right left,
Opposites attract.
Right then, right there.
Wishing inside I had said left,
And duly left!
Tired of conflict.
Let the last human being,
See that being crowned superhuman,
Ain`t all that it is cracked up,
To be.

Sunday, September 27, 2020
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Peter Vealey

Peter Vealey

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