Yesterday
I felt like a character
in a Hesse novel;
all I had to show
that time had passed
was the lingering scent
of tobacco smoke,
an empty *** of coffee
and a banana peel.
That, and a vague comprehension
of my impending mortality.
Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 5:21 PM UTC
Yesterday
I felt like a character
in a Hesse novel;
all I had to show
that time had passed
was the lingering scent
of tobacco smoke,
an empty *** of coffee
and a banana peel.
That, and a vague comprehension
of my impending mortality.