Up late
the AC humming
Like a night owl
I go through mail
Riveting memories
I organize a bit
Company on Thursday
Get religion, here and now
Up late
the detective program over
the night clear
Christal clear
just breezing with the breeze
Amazing after 10 what can get done
Clear spaces
Until the next day with mail collecting
Where are you now
My dear feathered friend
Where are you now as I overkill my
words
I reach for you somewhere out there
Beyond my covers
Up late.
Wednesday, 1 May 2013
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