Good Morning.
Good Night>
The day ends before it begins;
The pebble does not make waves anymore.
The pebble does not skip across the water.
It falls like the smog of China, heavy on my eyelids,
Is it morning? I can't remember...
Slurred speech and no drink, sick on bad water.
Need communion - community - common - compound.
Pressed down~Day and Day After...
It happens and then says with a smile, "How was your day?"
I reply, "Hilarious, but not funny."
Good Morning.
Good Night>
2 comments:
yes. greetings. this damn site is getting interesting.
Cool image, great verse. Glad you're on board.
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