December 28, 2004
Writing
http://www.thiscellardoor.com/blog/entry/writing/
The new edition of my site might have a separate poetry place. I’ve just been writing. It makes me feel better.
wandering in the woods tonight
the crickets weave a soft medley
that wraps itself around me
the song is sweet but I’m still downthe trees open their arms for me
tellin me, I’m not all alone tonight
ripped holes in the night sky
someone’s trying to shine a light on meman on the moon
what puts that smile on your face?
deep down I know
but too often, i let myself forgethush, try not to think tonight
let the tears drop with the morning dew
sunrise will be coming soon
full of rays to dry that facehere, I have everything
here, the world is mine
here, I find my peace
here, I find myselfhush, try not to think tonight

No Christmas While I'm Talking - The Walkmen