I once
met a man
with a thousand
yard stare
and a club
in his hand
in Trafalgar Square
and the blood
on his club
matched the blood
in my hair
one fine and fair
morning in spring;
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
I once
met a man
with a thousand
yard stare
and a club
in his hand
in Trafalgar Square
and the blood
on his club
matched the blood
in my hair
one fine and fair
morning in spring;
then he blinked
and continued to swing....
