Thursday, March 17, 2016

Nothing Unusual Happens

Nothing unusual happens
In this world to which I belong.
Distant echoes reverberate,
Yes, of improbable events

And a bit of my life could be,
Squinting, improbability.
But by and large, by and large rules.
The partner returns from the drive,

The numbers come up different
Than the numbers one had chosen.
I'm not really fond of making
Mistakes but I am what once was.

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