Saturday, June 20, 2020

From A Distance Comments

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Oh, absent one, I miss you.
Darling, an empty place awaits you.
Thrushes chirp their dissatisfaction in
the garden as I doze with boredom.
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anais vionet
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Dr Antony Theodore 02 August 2020

Oh, absent one, my digital ghost. You're here when I call but not here. I brush my hair with discontent, I eat bitter, lonely meals to stay alive. painful expressions in vivid terms. missing, love, separation. very fine poem. tony

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