Hesitant half steps,
Ready to turn and rewind.
‘I could have done better.’ He thinks.
And looks at the folds on the crease of his shirt.
Three more interviews in the pipeline for today.
I wish I didn’t look so exhausted.
Tag: new poetry
Lost Generation, Poetry by Roderick Dupree
Relationships are just toys we play with when bored
Support for one another is something unexplored.
Loyalty is just a word with negative intentions of slaving
Envy is our sweetest nature of craving.
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