Friday, August 30, 2019

An evening at work

The day was ending just fine, 
until she walked all happy past my desk, 
a momentary sunlight, in the few seconds, as I saw her go, 
and then the cold rain started pouring all over again.

Forty Five

Sitting by the mountain in my head, I watched the clouds go by, And felt lonelier than I ever have; I sought love and found pain, I bought l...