THe NotebOOk
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
my mind is refracted
can't seem to collect myself
leaves my care although determined
in a state of disarray
reach for the bottle
to slow down the change
all is temporary
forsake to find where grace is given
when i know it's only there
that my head can hit the pillow
and slow the rolling stone
¶ 8:00 PM
