[ holding court ]
the oldest man
there ever was
sat in court
with me today
face like leather
cracked & torn
he spoke no english
he wore only denim
they threw him in jail.
hand-cuffs over worn-hands
cracked hands
knarled hands
his eyes didnt see-
what i saw...
i could tell.
19 November 2004
18 November 2004
17 November 2004
[adult insurection]
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
in a garden
in the morning.
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
pondering
& posturing.
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
and i watch the sky bourne days go by
hour after hour after hour...
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
& i dream a little dream of you
a better dream that will come true (goddamit!)
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
in a garden
in the morning.
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
pondering
& posturing.
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
and i watch the sky bourne days go by
hour after hour after hour...
i sit
& i wait.
i sit
& i dream a little dream of you
a better dream that will come true (goddamit!)
i sit
& i wait.
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