on the corner
across the street
sun beating down on my face
and I do not torture myself
over shortcomings
– Hoc Scripsi
words of a people aligned in their perfect order
on the corner
across the street
sun beating down on my face
and I do not torture myself
over shortcomings
– Hoc Scripsi
See, you did it again. In 5 lines you told a whole story..
can I sit at your knee and learn?
You flatter me. thank you much.