Wednesday, April 8, 2009

work in progress

[These lines came to me ina rush yesterday. Don't know if I will use them or not, kind of a work-in-progress, I guess, and I seldom post partial work. But I guess I needed some possible feedback.]

You think you know, but you don’t
You think you shall, but you won’t
You play the fool, but that’s your way
Now there’s no way you can stay.
To seek a calm that cannot stand
I’ll wash you off like wet beach sand
down the drain like so much rain
I can no longer take your pain

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