Missing the moment

We tried to eat the fruit

Before the time was right

But instead tried to bite

On fruit too tart and hard

‘Tis mushy now and marred

And time the way has barred

Back to the moment,

The time the fruit was ripe.

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Lolita

Lolita

Another road

Another room

Walls papered with

Another bloom

 

Another night

Another bed

Shared with a man

I call my dad.