Non-Erotic Poetryhome aloneafter school
home alone
nobody near,
dusty 60s records
and a long succession of books
that became my good
but one-sided friends
they were always gone
till evening shadows crept
over the marble counter:
business or community service
home alone
nobody near,
dusty 60s records
and various books,
helped myself to the liquor
just never got really drunk
I guess
till a bit later
when I did all the time...
just completed my
university assignments
a lot of things happened
after that
until today:
home alone
nobody near,
as shadows creep over
the marble counter
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