We were going to sit there and be As we loathed the ambition We saw miles ahead We figured to keep on loafing Until we encountered Dead Looking for something to feed us… Continue reading
I am You
Her to him is me to you. Him to me, I suppose we are through
I do not feel I do not see I picture you, as you forget me
It’s hard to be happy, when all you see is ocean. It goes on forever, and I just stay here, once.