Whatever the width.
I’ll invent, I’ll introduce, innovative idioms.
You are my favourite place.
Life’s a wander ’round the harbourside.
Will it be as the still air?
Three, four, and an Oxford comma.
Beneath the raised voices sinks the sound of someone leaving…
It’s a long, long way away,
no matter how you hold it.
Perhaps you know it all already. Do you?
Five to open.
This is the present moment.
Anyone for a haiku?
As if a separate, other person
lived a separate life…