I WILL THINK OF…
I think this morning
I will think of the past
why not!
I’ll take myself back
to Santa Barbara
see me sitting on the beach
minding my own time
my own business
alone with a drink
and seagulls,
there will also be
thronging, rushing tourists
then again
I will think of a painting
a friend sold me
which I destroyed
because someone
was jealous of it
foolish that
no I won’t think of that
I will think of sitting on a bench
in London, watching rain clouds
drift above me, raindrops falling
then moving on
leaving me to my thoughts
and the book i’m reading
under my umbrella.
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