It is a funny place this grey space.
For the longest i had not noticed i
was here.
Good is grey and bad is grey,
today is just as dull as yesterday.
My mind it's own
full of time and stones,
my beard would swear i
tamed it.
When the lot is sold and
the *** goes cold
we seem to get a craving.
we seek light and warmth,
such a silent scorch.
when we arrive
we won't even
know
we made it.
-a.j.León
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
It is a funny place this grey space.
For the longest i had not noticed i
was here.
Good is grey and bad is grey,
today is just as dull as yesterday.
My mind it's own
full of time and stones,
my beard would swear i
tamed it.
When the lot is sold and
the *** goes cold
we seem to get a craving.
we seek light and warmth,
such a silent scorch.
when we arrive
we won't even
know
we made it.
-a.j.León
