Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

if going to hell ...

then I am not so worried... work was Hell, cold and served as revenge.

As far as 126 ... cold for they were saving on electricity and heat ... bitter cold, but a place to hang my hat, rest, shiver. Sleep, so denied, a terminally ill friend, sleep. I eluded to so much more ...
seductive introduction
erotic lyrics
would-be evil


dark,
cold, cold, cold

comfort finally
sleep no, but rest

1 comment:

MR said...

mmmHMM! Better get it out of your system, there's no poetry in hell.