more musing with words...
Oct. 4th, 2001 11:03 pmdepression rolls in
like a fog
i listen for
the foghorn
echoing its cry
through the night
but it's not there
the fog is too thick
and the sound is not carrying
tonight
it's hard to be
alone.
like a fog
i listen for
the foghorn
echoing its cry
through the night
but it's not there
the fog is too thick
and the sound is not carrying
tonight
it's hard to be
alone.
mMMmmMm... chIcKeN anD tElePhONe poLe iCe crEaM...
Date: 2001-10-05 10:27 am (UTC)- gOdDesS