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Tooting
Contributed by
EndEformEtrancE
on
Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 04:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Waiting for you once more,
In the familiar, warm, cheaply furnished chicken shop
In Tooting,
Slurping brown liquid from a polystyrene cup.
Sugar spilled across the table.
Plastic milk containers battered and discarded.
Ceiling fan broken but reluctant to give up the ghost.
Waiting for your phone call.
Waiting for your bus to come, so I can jump on it,
And we can sit at the top, in the front,
A chariot for just you and me.
Waiting for you here,
To take me away once more
To hold me safely.
Copyright ©
EndEformEtrancE
... [
2003-02-05 16:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Tooting
(User Rating: 1 ) by tease_whizz on
Thursday, 6th February 2003 @ 04:57:32 AM AEST (User
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another great write - my english teacher would probably make some comment about the details of the spilled sugar, etc, juxtaposing with the depth of emotion and longing. BUT i'm not an english teacher - i just like this, beautiful, simple and eloquently expressed. keep writing my dreadlocked friend :P xxx |
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