Sep 2017
And all I can recall
is falling.
It's just an endless question
of whether it is away from
or into
life in this world.
is falling.
It's just an endless question
of whether it is away from
or into
life in this world.
And although I am still here, dazed and alone, time will keep slipping by forever.
The dates on these poems keep changing.
The numbers of my age keep aging.
09/17/17
The dates on these poems keep changing.
The numbers of my age keep aging.
09/17/17
