minds all get mixed jumbled
lost on these dark days
when gloomy, slate heavy
clouds hug the valley,
hush the town
in damp towel gray
tingling nerves spark
against hand's naked backs
shoulders mossy in the cold
the rain seeps down
my spine in my chest
I can feel us growing old
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
minds all get mixed jumbled
lost on these dark days
when gloomy, slate heavy
clouds hug the valley,
hush the town
in damp towel gray
tingling nerves spark
against hand's naked backs
shoulders mossy in the cold
the rain seeps down
my spine in my chest
I can feel us growing old
