Monday, 18 September 2017

Smirk

A poem from 2017
Instinctively
We catch each other’s eye
Conspiratorially
We are laughing
Not with them
But at them
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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous18 September 2017 at 23:20

    This can be taken many ways

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    1. Paulie B19 September 2017 at 11:43

      I'm glad you spotted that. I had two possible ways in mind.

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