*Life is short, and to think of you,
Long and mad, is to long the longing
Of long bond papers, stretched,
Untouched and unmolested,
An ice rink awaiting
Its solitary soul.*
© 2015 J.S.P.
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 5:16 AM UTC
*Life is short, and to think of you,
Long and mad, is to long the longing
Of long bond papers, stretched,
Untouched and unmolested,
An ice rink awaiting
Its solitary soul.*
© 2015 J.S.P.
