Just After Four

touch

Wednesday

just after four o’clock

my heart-strings tied in knots

I’d like to explain

but I

cannot

it happens every now and again

when I let my mind fills

with thoughts of him

when the end of the work day

has drawn near

when pieces of goodnight

start to appear

I could say more

but I will Not

you see

my stomach

is doing flip-flops

 

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