In a car park Waiting for a bloke Watching all the people In and with masks With no mask but gloved Standing in the rain Drinking take away coffee Just because we now can. In a random concrete space Just sitting in my van With the window open Breathing in sweet, clear air Waiting for a dude I useta know He’s late but I wait patiently in my van Breathing slowly in and out Will I ever think of breath the same way? Will I ever burn my nostrils with Spanish air? Or chill them in the northern climes Stillness is in many forms, formed of breath I breathe slowly in thinking of breaths taken The lottery of COVID-19 spreading, Will it touch me, dispersing in my lungs Or will I get a free?
BREATHING IN
In a car park Waiting for a bloke Watching all the people In and with masks With no mask but gloved Standing in the rain Drinking take away coffee Just because we now can. In a random concrete space Just sitting in my van With the window open Breathing in sweet, clear air Waiting for…
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