A Poet Recounts His Day In Unnecessarily Dramatic Fashion: Part the Hundred and Twenty-Second

Sarim Irfan
Nov 4 · 1 min read
Photo by A. L. on Unsplash

3rd November 2019

To driving again.

My youthful autonomy is once again in bloom
I no longer suffer any vehicular gloom
I move with grace akin to a flume
I make the ting go vroom.

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Sarim Irfan

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i write stories and poems. sometimes i express opinions. most of the time i procrastinate.

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