woensdag 5 december 2007

The train of missed opportunities

Visiting all the wagons in a drunken brawl
Not realizing what is not in the picture
Only later on, missing the station
A pair of eyes in the distance
A fragment of laughter
Warmth

Is it ever too late?
I can still go back and make the change
I'm only twenty
said the nonagenarian, rising from his bed, falling over his muscleless legs
and breaking his hip

2 opmerkingen:

  1. just discoverd your blog!
    fine impression(s), will read more.
    best regards
    sam renseiw
    http://patalab02.blogspot.com/

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  2. "When the train runs through your back yard, its hard to stay in any one place,

    Knicked from John Sinclair, talking of the early Bluesman who wd/ jump a boxcar to Chicago or someother place...

    You loose thoughts reminded me.

    Do the broken hip hop....

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