I’ve got quite a few gigs that have arrived, updates soon, but first another Stuart poem (they flow…);
It just happened… I’m not obsessed.
Try I did, to avoid… Did I try my best?
Eyes Iv not seen before… Eyes Id never seen.
Eyes Iv not seen since… But then the dream.
Get into a plane… Get onto a train.
Run into the woods… Eyes I saw again.
I’m not obsessed… I fell in that instant.
I feel so empty… As now your so distant.
I think I’m gonna do some kind of book on my poems, as much that I write should only be read.
