Run around, run away
To, with abandon
Run far, run wide
Hinge on a promise
When it all turns out wrong, transient
Tap that watch in your pocket and say
I'm late.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Cobweb - A Collection of Random Chaos
PoesíaA poet's goal is always to say the deep with the least. I won't offer any explanation or answer - but Wanderer, you're always welcome Here. It's my mental ruckus tearing itself apart as I calmly sip a mug of coffee and wonder about the pros of exis...