Friday, October 28, 2005
Time's Plot
What'll we do with them?
Not a thing. They'll take care
of us. Prior to neighborhood
softball game,the young
vs the old, stand with
the young as I have always. They
manhandle to the other side.
Beholding the dust cloud. Inside,
choking. From here,my hover-
ing brain an angel with dun wings.
What'll we do with them?
Not a thing. They'll take care
of us. Prior to neighborhood
softball game,the young
vs the old, stand with
the young as I have always. They
manhandle to the other side.
Beholding the dust cloud. Inside,
choking. From here,my hover-
ing brain an angel with dun wings.
