“A life time lost in search of a
concrete center – visiting sadness
wrapped in grey and brown, this
slowest detriment to love I desire.
Is there still, I wonder, as the hum of
years fizzle before my eyes, anything
but nothing?”
“A life time lost in search of a
concrete center – visiting sadness
wrapped in grey and brown, this
slowest detriment to love I desire.
Is there still, I wonder, as the hum of
years fizzle before my eyes, anything
but nothing?”