waiting at the edge
waiting at the edge
twelve minutes till the next train
better than la
waiting at the edge
twelve minutes till the next train
better than la
daily discernment
still inside this cage of bones
awaken the new day
a graveyard visit
to walk among the tombstones
nothing happens next
a wash of sunlight
drifting low along the earth
ticking the leaves
the shadows rush in
covering the land once seen
nightmares in waiting
in dappling sunlight
the trees lean against the fade
a hummingbird rests
a breeze caressed face
and the sunlight warming toes
lazy summer day
shadows on the run
chased off by the rising sun
a leaf floats on by
the last of sunlight
folding over the boundry
heralding the night
when life gets you down
and monday morning just sucks
there is chocolate