The storm last night is tied in my memory to imminent death.
This heat, the day after, is a waiting.
My deathbed waiting is this great wound of the world
and I am ill-prepared to bribe the tug captain
that will bear home
the spirit of my friend.
The storm last night is tied in my memory to imminent death.
This heat, the day after, is a waiting.
My deathbed waiting is this great wound of the world
and I am ill-prepared to bribe the tug captain
that will bear home
the spirit of my friend.
Must have been a hard day at the office!
Pretty good day overall. More things outside the firebox.