Bang, bang, bang. Door closed.
Someone’s knocking on each side.
Do not let them in.
~
n.b. Day 583. Futility. “Was it for this the clay grew tall?” (Wilfred Owen).
CLP 29/09/2023
Bang, bang, bang. Door closed.
Someone’s knocking on each side.
Do not let them in.
~
n.b. Day 583. Futility. “Was it for this the clay grew tall?” (Wilfred Owen).
CLP 29/09/2023