December 2011
18 posts
“America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.
America two dollars and...”
after all this time...
i can still close my eyes and see those days
those holy golden days, when the trees and flowers spoke to me,
when i was born every morning
and fell in love every afternoon
that was before you left…
you took all of that beauty with you, and ever since…my hours and days blend and you fade, slowly, like cream in coffee, like a shadow passing round the bend, like the transparent...
