that was a bad choice
that was a bad choice
the seed of a great story
not sharing this one
haiku
backyard breeze flowing
backyard breeze flowing
sun marking the fading day
sharing time with friends
create memories
create memories
the artifacts of our lives
go dance in puddles
wearing that same cloak
wearing that same cloak
it is oh so familiar
weariness abounds
what am i doing
what am i doing
i'm really not all that sure
just making it up
wrestling with imps
wrestling with imps
disabuse them of such thoughts
you will win this fight
dancing with the imp
dancing with the imp
wrapped in darkness and silence
not sure who's winning
deal with angry knees
deal with angry knees
a time tested protocol
just add more whiskey
fear of tomorrow
fear of tomorrow
unfounded in what is real
still strikes to the core
hear the door locking
hear the door locking
feel overwhelming sadness
trapped with no way out