I live in London
The houses, nestled, eggs in a carton.
Claustrophobic? Cosy?
Windows - my view is my neighbour.
And vice versa.
Today I saw him.
He looked up.
Our eyes locked.
I hope I didn't spoil his aim.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
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That's an awesome poem. Thanks for the chuckle at the end!
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