Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Oh will someone save me please
I see my doom just over the horizon
A dark silhouette
A gaily wave
And that sniggering smile behind it all
Shrieks of defiance
Carried by mulish waves of acerbity
Echo ineffectually
Rebounding as
A sheer reminder
A malicious prod
Of the abominable
Yet inexorable
Final of Truths
To dawn upon the new day
Oh sun, won't you stop for me?
11:07 PM