When it gets like this
I like to pull my furry hat
down over my eyes
and wait until I wake up
in someone else's dream
maybe yours.
Textual accompaniment to the ringing in my ears. Shared for no one but spoken into the world before it dries up and dances madly in the wind.
3 comments:
This was a good night.
It was, indeed. My ears are still ringing.
I'm grateful there are no loud performances tonight. Only quiet, and friends, and possibly, possibly some escargot!
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