but I'm not exactly on the roadside
with a broken axle either
in this skin all I can do is magnify the horrors
ignorant of what good I may have done
because I'm too self-centeredly busy
counting a cost beyond my ability to tally
the last comedown of pride
the vanity of thinking you could control your amendment
it is a mild winter morning
the low sun shines dully on the trees and building on the avenue
let me be content with the moment
it is all I've got
it is all it is...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.
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