chance by Antony Glaser

Feb 2022

chance

Pale riders ride
upon the crest of a wave,
favoring chance that
happenstances along the way.
Screeching wheels of endeavor
proclaims the day.
They pronounce on a hum
the daily turn of the day.

Written by

Antony Glaser 60/M/croydon

(60/M/croydon)

109

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