Poem : I Linger On The Corner

Poem : I Linger On The Corner

corner

I linger on the corner
Near the place that you called home.
No love, rendition border,
Just a dead number in my phone.
I used to walk this street
With so much feeling in my heart.
Now the pavement seems to burn my feet
A rotted apple cart.
Cross my arms
And galiantly pretend that I don’t care.
It’s a history of harms
And words that burnt up in the air.

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