Saturday, January 03, 2004

Random
Even knowing how much it was all going to hurt
I still wouldn't have wished you away.

Even the raccoons have left me.
The cats eyes are weeping
my power bill is 32 days past due
and the phone bill goes unpaid
my sense of humor is cheap anyway-- and dark and brutal.

I've always lived close enough to train tracks
so that I can hear the last late night whistle.
It's just enough country to center me.