Tuesday, July 26, 2005
A letter to my love in Hibernia
Following your July leave,
Each day
Has been a monk's bowl of steamed white time.
Oh, the monotony.
Did you mean to take along
The good weather
As well?
Following your July leave,
Each day
Has been a monk's bowl of steamed white time.
Oh, the monotony.
Did you mean to take along
The good weather
As well?
