_A twitch of the toes,
A pop of the lips,
A flick of an eyelid:
I watch as electricity sleeps._
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 5:20 PM UTC
_A twitch of the toes,
A pop of the lips,
A flick of an eyelid:
I watch as electricity sleeps._
‘Hey there, Mr Conductor. Y’know I can’t resist you.’
Sunday schmaltz - sorry.
Soap suds and rubber gloves have that effect. My right hand is wielding a *** scrubber but my brain thinks it’s holding a pen. Let’s call this dishwater doggerel and be done with it. :)
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