No continuation

Once again for her

Our encounters are all chance,
without renewal.

There’s static until the off-chance occasions
when we happen to hit the same wavelength.

We stay on it for a designated time,
set by a car distance covered

or lunch break allowance.
Then back to white noise.

– James Steerforth

Chance encounters at Sunday Scribblings.

About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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