Spring Fearvour

Spring Fearvour

A Poem by The Twin Arenas
"

the fewtch

"

He probably shouldn't have

been driving so he drove

in socks.


No two cars

are alike.


Leave your windows open

and let the night sleep there.


The sun a thick sickness

warming honey's throat.

© 2015 The Twin Arenas


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ha - I drive in socks only today so I think I may go join this fine fellow with windows down so the night can creeo in ... waking to a sunrise would be nice and if ya wouldn't ming adding a bit of hiney to my tea that would be a delight - there's a good lad :)

hehe as always i enjoyed the journey you have proffered - now to find the keys to the beetle X

Posted 9 Years Ago


okay, the last two lines are awesome! genial writing dear author :)

Posted 9 Years Ago



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