Past 4

Past 4 here on a Saturday.

Too cold to be outside.

I’ve been thinking about soliloquy.

Deep thoughts I could confide.

But there’s something in the way here.

And its nothing going on.

No mystery, no drama.

No cutthroats with a Con.

I’m not saying that I miss them.

Have they changed or just got old?

The sun has now dropped out of sight.

More old stories to be told.

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