Saturday, April 7, 2012

Easter the stain twisted above
Fingers drumming at a time
only one
Singly
glass crusted
With yesterdays tears
Til tomorrow another.
We had fun not
Tonight
Then what'd you have to do
But then
We didn't have to
only to cry

1 comment:

Daniel said...

obliged.

ps, the authenticating word is "spusbag." I keep track of such things.

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