Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Friday, January 23, 2015
Unrequited Love for a Thing
It presaged no prospect of one last fling.
It signaled the end of the ride.
“Your place or mine?” he’d asked the thing.
“Neither,” the thing replied.
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