UNNAMED NIGHT

Strolling down a drizzingly street

Maybe waiting

Maybe going somewhere

 

Sauntering slowly

Maybe hoping

Maybe wanting

Maybe

 

A street with no end

A road that goes anywhere

 

Maybe trying

Maybe not

Brooding fog and rain

To shield me in the night

Wanting nothing

Except

To go nowhere

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