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Road Noise

I hear the road hum

Outside my window at night.

I should try for some rest

But the memories will come.

You left and I still don’t know why.

Despite my entreaties

And never-ending goodwill.

I thought without you I’d die.

The truth is ice cold.

You cared for me, yes,

But it was not ever love.

I see myself now and I’m unbearably old.

Where do I turn?

With so few friends

Around as I writhe in my bed

And continue to desperately yearn.

© 2021 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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