Dec 2013
Broken runes lie crumbling underfoot
Tossed twice too often
And that yearning pulled me along:
Down the slippery path
To forgotten ponds
Piled high with bullfrogs
Breathing songs into the night
Tossed twice too often
And that yearning pulled me along:
Down the slippery path
To forgotten ponds
Piled high with bullfrogs
Breathing songs into the night
