one, summer evening he closed, the door walked down, the steps one summer evening sat, behind the wheel turned, the key one summer evening maybe, he remembered the (swaying) jungle palms one summer evening of happ(ier) times in, malay'sia one summer evening no more, listening, to we’ve heard it all, before one summer evening a short, drive packed, locked and loaded one summer evening a, scribbled note and, some scotch tape one summer evening sealed, tight hold tight, one, summer evening just, one turn of a key one, summer evening
poetry | 101 | rehab | evening
My prompt for this week’s Poetry 1o1 Rehab Prompt is EVENING.
What does your mind turn to in the evening?
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