Wednesday, October 20, 2010
LANCE
Today is the future
of the past
We try to make it last
Faster when the laughter
Disappears
I’m left with
The nearness
And the nothingness
I fear in my soul
Old and young
At the same time
I lost my mind in
A cloud of vultures
She’s great I’m sure
But I haven’t really
met her yet
Be nice to the kid
You said
And everything
’ll be fine
(photo by Xavier Veal)
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