by Farasi

Morning evening a day 
Of weddings for all
In the family even
I pretend to wed 
Again and witness 
Your brothers nephews 
Nieces do the same 
With crowds of strangers 
Milling about and I say
Let's walk away and 
Find a path teeming 
Only with gnats hanging 
In the air keep your eyes 
Closed I'll lead you up
Stairs around bushes 
To the street that links
University town and
Suburbs now what?

Day by Farasi

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