poems

It doesn’t matter tonight.

It doesn’t matter tonight.

11/06/2017

It doesn’t matter tonight,

like last night and all those other nights.

A candle with no flame.

Where nothing burns and we just wait.

Ever waiting never changing.

It doesn’t matter.

I don’t let myself digest memories.

I can’t feel what we did before.

The first move always never made.

Giving up.

Like an ice cream in the shade.

After a while of no light shining.

I refuse to see the sun.

 

© G.P Williamson 2017

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