20 November 2015


By Bryan

I’ve sat here many times before
Somehow today feels strange,
I can hear the birds tweet,
Sirens screech,
The energy of nature.

I can see the hills in the distance,
Fading in and out of the fog,
I can smell the dampness from the wooden seat.

I look around and smile,
And I finally realize,
As I look down,
The feeling of the dog shit,
That I had placed my foot in.

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