Minnow

“I read your poetry so I don’t need to know you.” So a few lines of text have defined my hue, my colour, my essence, wrapped up to be neatly disposed.

Did I toil night after night on those words no, but your lack of interest shows, the world has a shallow end with minnows like you, who would never be impressed by anything I said or do.

It’s a shame but that’s how the world spins, and when I stare at the moon it will be quite easy to forget that you, maybe, are staring at it to.

D December 2018

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