poem VI in The Chelsea Chronicles
He’s laden with pause, can’t come out,
won’t stay in.
But then he falls down the stairs,
to her feet.
She’s pleased; he’s shattered.
“Could I really need this thing?”
they both think.
Visits: 17
poem VI in The Chelsea Chronicles
He’s laden with pause, can’t come out,
won’t stay in.
But then he falls down the stairs,
to her feet.
She’s pleased; he’s shattered.
“Could I really need this thing?”
they both think.
Visits: 17