Lament for Another Dead Friend
I long to feel more.
Everything about this adds up to less.…
I long to feel more.
Everything about this adds up to less.…
Two swans, apparently representing the departed parts of you,…
Boston Blackie squirrels lecturing each other
with tsk-tsk tails. Everything they refuse to know …
Shaving in here while Jim mows the lawn out there/ instead of using the snow blower. …
Apartment dwellers who never go outside/themselves, these allotted slots/are occupied by multi-track minds/with much better ears left over…