Under The Flinders St. Clocks Poem by james watkin
Under The Flinders St. Clocks
For this method of torture
No implements required.
Tests composure's endurance
Through a waiting alone.
Stood o'er of Time, ; mercy-begged;
Of brutal city hired.
Midst whose menacing unease
Love-trapped feelings groan.
Melbourne
Saturday, May 22, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: date,romance,waiting
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