Another Way Around
My mind is a traffic jam
of words and thoughts.
I thought I ought to
write them down.
But as I approach the scene
I see a crash,
so I look forĀ
another way around.
My mind is a traffic jam
of words and thoughts.
I thought I ought to
write them down.
But as I approach the scene
I see a crash,
so I look forĀ
another way around.