Monday, November 26, 2012

staring up at the full moon

from this still point on the ground

asking why oh why oh why oh why?


I'm played...now what the hell do I do?

no way back and no way forward

grace is exhausted and luck has run out


why oh why oh why oh why

staring up at the full moon?




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