Sunday, July 29, 2012

Crown royal bag I probably promised you a lifetime I can faintly remember such gratitude  As Vague as a mist over cool grass Scenes I can recall just barely now  The shapes come to form And for long periods of time I don't recognize them Am I losing my cognitive function To sleep No Drunk and stone heavy at the bottom of the pond Visited often by amphibious life like creatures  Swim away don't get caught in the lilies Come and play  Don't be feeling left empty 

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