a study toward sonnet #1,382 by FisherKingKQJ
(li)
It's hard being single when you've hit your prime,
There's steady work and spare cash, small uptick
In tapping out your precious free down time-
No special man with whom you can just click.
The city smothers you in decibels and grime,
Down footpaths, streets and steep lanes your eyes flick
Point blank, one girl for one boy goes the chime,
At some kind hearted man they yearn to stick.
You seethe alone yet squirm through your crowd,
You lengthen lunch hours via some tedious diet,
Recall your childhood girlfriend who stared quiet
At her food tray, distracting talk allowed.
Face value, nice jacket, hard thighs nudge past,
Again; one crowd I'll strike true love, though last.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 past
o $10,000,000 by
o $10,000,000 dodge
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