Nothing to write,
Only rain in my future sight,
I cannot for the life of me think,
My mind waterlogged, quite out of sync…
The past has no meaning,
The present needs a good DRY cleaning,
The future, plans and such, always intervening,
Over the brink I am careening…
Just another day off of work,
No dealings must I have with a jerk,
I can for today and the next ten, smirk,
Or Rufuz and I can just go out and go berserk…
© ed ~ 10/10/05
You? Writeless?? Nah. NEVER!
Write on--
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Allen
Can I join you?
Feel like making shit...and GOOD SHIT TOO!!
Love Tinka
I'm glad you and Rufuz are doing well Ed. It's always good fun to read you. Have'nt had much time visit the den as of late.
EDL
Or rewite them.
Needle naddle noo, don't go feeling blue..
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)