Mar 2015
Sipping cold ale blend staring at the screen waiting for the end
End of the words end of the lines
End of this paper crime
Its morning the cold chill of scented rain
Two ales down
Finger tapping tipping the iambic rhythm
Wishing it could be over
The words go on filling the blank spaces.
End of the words end of the lines
End of this paper crime
Its morning the cold chill of scented rain
Two ales down
Finger tapping tipping the iambic rhythm
Wishing it could be over
The words go on filling the blank spaces.
Early morning paper writing sipping on ale to stimulate the mind. Besides freedom is the ability to drink when you want too.
