You fling your hurting soul against old walls Those peeling walls presume to fling it back A wood-roach scuttles across your hopeless hopes Through cigarette-ashes of eternity
The wreckage of the past a pile of books The bleakness of the now a cheap tv Unheard in the humming of electric strips Unholy unpostolic poverty
There is no insulation against tomorrow But the Poly-Perk blesses your cup of sorrow
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com. It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.