October 7, 2020

Everything Is All

Sometimes I feel

They can never tell when

They’re all messed

He said by the

On such a winter’s


Waiters wonder while waiting

What bus, what lane, what line

It’s all letters after a while

Dear better, dear best


As if there was a roundabout

And the clock striking twelve

All the shoes lined up just so

As questions fill room after room

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States