cold
mill
frozen
there in time
just like my blank mind
and just like my empty cold heart
cold
mill
frozen
there in time
just like my blank mind
and just like my empty cold heart
i
sit
and type
by the hour
seized by this desire
to write poetry all day long
which is the most ridiculous thing i could do, right?
it makes me want to take up a saner hobby such as stock car racing or something