I never wrote a poem

I never wrote a poem.

If I ever, ever did,

I locked it in a drawer

and forgot where was the key.

 

There’s always another chamber,

other layers, onion ring,

and waiting, across the hallway,

another

pair

of feet.

 

I never wrote a poem.

Almost never got naked – Deep

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