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Apr 2020
No Place to go

I have no place I have to go
and no special time to be there
stuffed in the corner of a cardboard box
reading William Shakespeare
my jaw is tight muscles tense
need a breathe of crisp clean air
but I have no place to go
and no special time to be there
that trip to Paris will have to wait
the businesses are closed
everthing just standing still
like an artists picture posed
will my mind get lost
will I choose to jump
out of sheer dispair
you see I have no place I have to go
and no dam time to be there  

Sandy@Beach
aka Gomer LePoet....
David Nelson
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David Nelson  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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