Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Sunday, August 24, 2014
James Foley
My ship has sailed, without me being
On board, and I watch it disappear,
Over the horizon, as I kneel, facing my
Cruel fate, on the desolate, deadly, pier.
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