030211c It Does Subside Poem by Manonton Dalan
030211c It Does Subside
quacking seagulls up above
hovering over blue car, park
a scent of newly cook burger
permeating i taste my buds
ready to welcome juicy bite
if only i'm close to restaurant
i walk further could be mile
line is longer than i thought
agonizing; sense of desire
have to satisfy; i'm on fire
when i reach my turn; i lost
appetite; i'm just hungry
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