For Pony


Duloxetine

The sun burned through the clouds at five
To bathe the fields in brilliant light, and,
Likewise, make the river sparkle. Two
Hawks floated overhead, and I sat, rapt
More by my satisfaction than by what
I'd seen. Oh, yeah; my love has gone
For good. The new drug's working
Right.




Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-02-29 at 00:12

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