A poem a day
we're lost out here
in the stars
the hot and cold
so hungry
that would be the train
too heavy
from the rain
the moon
looks big
coming after me
a long way to go
still at Jerilderie
not a letter to my name
fresh horses...
from the rain
the moon
looks big
coming after me
a long way to go
still at Jerilderie
not a letter to my name
fresh horses...
somehow I feel responsible
ReplyDeleteAh...we'll all go down together! ;)
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