Evening-
I sit sipping my tea
By the window
And strumming
My baby guitar
Singing a new melody
Filling it up with
Words
About
An ambitious
Dreamy girl
Telling her
I’ll wait
Wait for her here
When
A gloom clouds over
My enchanting sky
Where did they come from?
I leave
My home
To walk
Walk alone
In the crowded street
Dusty
And getting
Darker
And darker
By the minute
My mind
A whirlpool
Shadows
From
The past
Ghosts
From
The future
For company
When will they leave me?
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