It’s a funny place an old man’s night It’s a funny place an old man’s nightFunny peculiar I meanHere you hang, tangled in all the might-have-beensThings that now can never be doneRapt yet in ended conversationsSmothered in kisses now trapped in dustTogether with the lips that gave themYou bang your head against your recollectionsOf yourContinue reading “Yet More Thoughts”
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Royce Levi Australian Teacher and Author 