Random scribblings -- poems, song lyrics, novel excerpts, maybe a short story a time or two, possibly even a drawing once in a while, an occasional rant -- from the last 25 years or so, with no claim made for their merit or value, simply a demonstration of their existence.
Friday, August 12, 2011
One thing I wanted to ask you
Is it better dying
Than sitting around waiting to die?
You're the only one I could of think of who'd know for sure