poems

Movement

Movement

12/06/2017

What’s our obsession with movement?

Day turned to night.

Dark turned to light.

The earth moved beneath them.

They ran to one another.

Immersed in heaven they fell in love.

Can’t they just be still and chill?

Have a beer and watch T.V.

Eat pizza and listen to music whilst speaking Italian.

Everything is better in Italian.

 

© G.P Williamson 2017

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