walked along the sight of the old mill, once the center of all there stood a lady looking out into forever or maybe lifes wall she looked as though the cloud would profoundly change minds. trying to get her line of sight seemed to bring a demon unkind. turning as though a bee stung her right in the biggest nerve. stepping away I heard her cry out to nobody, this cant be right. hoping for a story so crazy for full moons, i sacraficed my night. we stared into each others dreams just trying to somehow relate. friendships of forever often only last hours, time was now my plate. never able to fully understand, i lent a shoulder with a big embrace. after hours and a sunrise full of red, she rejoined lifes long race. she ordered starfish and coffee, with a side of white toast and jam. seems crazy only comes in color, she really didnt give a dam.
Posted on: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 07:29:22 +0000