The Walls Poem by Linda Haungs
The Walls
sitting and looking at your picture then
out my window...I see the fog as thick
as molasses. Yet something is calling
me like a message sent..I will respond
and go. Only to return to this empty
place. The walls don't talk.
Sunday, February 28, 2021
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lonliness has me tied tonight. out I go...
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