08-20-2015, 03:47 AM
A nail in the stool lends
a slant to my spine;
the bar splinters pinpricks
of wood in my mind.
A girl asks my name and
I give her the time,
the bar splinters pinpricks
of wood in my mind.
a slant to my spine;
the bar splinters pinpricks
of wood in my mind.
A girl asks my name and
I give her the time,
the bar splinters pinpricks
of wood in my mind.