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Ina's pregnant, I am bored Grace and Eric mute behind me On the street two floors below us Standing water, hissing tyres. Two more hours of this, I'm thankful. Endless meetings, glassy eyes Homeward bound on lighted transport Rain-streaked windows, dark outside. Weekend coming, confused feelings Clean the flat and iron the shirts Talk to no-one, poolside vigil TV meal and early night. Is this it? The final curtain Did I know this at that time? Regardless of the closing sentence No repeating, only rhyme.
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 6:18 AM UTC
Denouement Revisited
Ina's pregnant, I am bored Grace and Eric mute behind me On the street two floors below us Standing water, hissing tyres. Two more hours of this, I'm thankful. Endless meetings, glassy eyes Homeward bound on lighted transport Rain-streaked windows, dark outside. Weekend coming, confused feelings Clean the flat and iron the shirts Talk to no-one, poolside vigil TV meal and early night. Is this it? The final curtain Did I know this at that time? Regardless of the closing sentence No repeating, only rhyme.
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 6:18 AM UTC
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