![]() RideA Poem by Tepo
she asked him if he had a light
I have he said to her delight And reached into his pocket for the flame Her strangely dyed unnatural hair Warned any bold enough to dare To ask her for her number or her name She gave his arm a thankful stroke Then bounced a little as she spoke I've asked six others none can help me out My bus is overdue I'm late I'm not quite sure how long he'll wait Forever going by that bone jangling pout The horror he tried to disguise By closing up his tell tale eyes Was felt by every soul for miles around His hands had done the rounds to find An emptiness that filled his mind The promised spark was nowhere to be found He turns on heels to stride away The echo from her it's ok Left every nerve end screaming for a guide His saving grace a local shop The standard goods for readies swap She had a smoke while waiting for her ride © 2021 TepoReviews
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