Watching the fog as it lifts clear of the day is
like watching a life drifting slowly away,
slowly meandering
hither and yon
( hither and yon are words soon to be gone)
and a Mexican with a mandolin
pulls on a cigarillo
as he pops a cloud with a pin,
daydreams and Sunday
Church
in this house of a higher creation
it's half past six and time to
get your skates on,
ps
Babylon does not come after Epsilon
but it's all Greek
which is nice,
May 30, 2021
May 30, 2021 at 1:38 AM UTC
Watching the fog as it lifts clear of the day is
like watching a life drifting slowly away,
slowly meandering
hither and yon
( hither and yon are words soon to be gone)
and a Mexican with a mandolin
pulls on a cigarillo
as he pops a cloud with a pin,
daydreams and Sunday
Church
in this house of a higher creation
it's half past six and time to
get your skates on,
ps
Babylon does not come after Epsilon
but it's all Greek
which is nice,
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