October 24, 2007

I like this time of the night,
Between yesterday and today,
A period of transition
Is when I have my dinner,
Not that it tastes any better,
But hey! Another day is just
an hour away, but,
Is it any different?

Two degrees of separation,
And thirty minutes to add,
I want to meet my seventeen,
And tell her it'll all be fine,
I was alone then,
I'm simply lonely now,
Two degrees of separation,
And ten minutes to midnight.

Dessert during transition,
I like to make a joke
Of routine extraordinaries.
After all, midnight is just

1 comment:

johazelwoods said...

beautiful of course, as usual :) hope the move is going well xx