
Day 26 Inktober : Connect
Loved playing connecting the dots when I was young.
Tea and Prose
Day 26 Inktober : Connect
Loved playing connecting the dots when I was young.
Red pillows lay at his feet,
Drenched with the blood of his enemies.
He picked up the controller,
For another round of massacre.
Day 82
He sat there by my side.
Losing his grip.
Getting frustrated.
He clawed his bag with impatience.
I sat quietly beside.
With no movement.
Staring hard into my book.
Hours went by in silence.
Then came the time for him to leave.
He left me hanging.
Handsome, random, cab partner!
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