SOMETIMES I WALK
Sometimes I walk,On baited breath.
For someone else
To talk.
Other times,
my soul recoils,
Without a thought,
Within my mind.
For a dyslexic git,
Not to understand.
A nowhere plan,
Is just a part of it.
Is their anybody out there,
When the answer back.
Is just a fax,
An answer without a care.
Sometimes I walk,
On baited breath.
For someone else
To talk.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2026-04-08 at 04:26
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