I Will Follow Her
We’re weaving through
every rocket’s red glare
and huddled masses
you just lift your lamp
I will follow
her on her path
Scarlet’s Walk
through the violets
just tell your Gods for me
all debts are off this year
Archive for November 2nd, 2004
a crucial time
a moment of nerves, a flash of fear…
never have some needed to be so assertive.