melancholy eyes
look upon beautiful works
but no pleasure comes
look upon beautiful works
but no pleasure comes
phone calls in transit
the reception is shoddy voices harsh and strained angry text message
first one and then another emotional thumb wars start getting ready
for the time has come to go summer brings travel when the unexpected
happens, as it always does we're seldom ready when sweeping the house
it seems like life amounts to dust, hair & legos walking in the woods
white petals scattered on trails hypnotic fragrance ~Bob Hazen late to open mic
we played at the very end with no on watching |
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June 2014
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