feel the drifting wind
feel the drifting wind
relax in its soft embrace
bird on a wire
haiku
forever to fight
forever to fight
and hold fast against the change
older by the day
of little hauntings
of little hauntings
breathless screaming in the night
footsteps in the dark
to hold still the day
to hold still the day
and reflect on what has been
a dram of whiskey
it's gone rather stale
it's gone rather stale
holding spiders and cobwebs
the state of my mind
the meaning of life
the meaning of life
an existental crisis
whiskey fueled trauma
bird upon the wire
bird upon the wire
to hold still and watch the word
waiting on a mate
of the simple things
of the simple things
with the finding of some joy
fire in the house
overheard the gnomes
overheard the gnomes
quietly plotting revenge
that time between sleep
filled with deception
filled with deception
are the souls of those tainted
spreading a sadness