Outer Suburbs

coffee stained
dullness

a colorless landscape
filled with
dull
colorless people
in
dull
beige houses

the occasional
colorful
song less bird
appears

then leaves

the
dullness always
returns

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3 responses to “Outer Suburbs

  1. Easy there tiger……… some of us like it out here… hoho
    Terry

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