archives for Saturday 24 January 2004
emptiness has its solace
Saturday 24 January 2004 | I like a cookie
The pointed plangent pungency of educated guess is not helping much. It is possible it’s even making things worse?
you broke me bodily
the heart ain’t the half of it
and I’ll never learn to laugh at it
in my good-natured way
in fact I’m laughing less in general
but I learned a lot at my own funeral
and I knew you’d […]
