#167 (nightly concerto)

a nightly concerto

casting away any hope

of sound sleep

instead he is listening

to  crickets clittering blended with

the shattering of  bottles

and the low pounding bassline

from the clubs

tonight

he’d prefer a club to pound

on his head

instead

 

16th July 2017

 

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