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Welcome to 'A Frample', a confused tangle of columns, prose poems and lyrics. It's not so much a blog as an online folder, lying somewhere between a drawer and the bin.


Follow the signs



June 5. 2017

 I'm sure I was too immature
Insecure and unsure
Of what was mine
And what was yours
It was obvious 
I was wasting your time
But I didn't mind
As long as I could find
Some way to bind
What might be ahead 
with what was behind.

No doubts, you wanted out
No doubts, what it was about
A new direction
A smile inside a silent shout
A celebration
Of a severed connection
No complication
Or comprehension
Of the desperation
Flooding out
From the humiliation

It's fine, you can't stop time
Counting the clock's chime
Everything heals
As you move down the line
But you learn the route
To where the sun shines
All the time
And it could all be fine
Like a perfect crime
Tomorrow, if I was bothered
To follow the signs.

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