Fall-ing in Love
I
hope
I
write
a
poem
tonight
after
a
green
salad
but,
the
afternoon
is
taking
it’s
time
slowly,
so
slowly
that
rust
is
developing
between
my
words.
I
hope
I
write
a
poem
tonight
after
a
green
salad
but,
the
afternoon
is
taking
it’s
time
slowly,
so
slowly
that
rust
is
developing
between
my
words.