Posted by obsidian on February 19, 2010, at 23:09:04
waiting for the floor to drop
whittling away the time
serving out a sentence
I can't wait....more,
for assurance, to arrive
to exhale
I've done my time, paid my dues
with no returns
but grief, dismissal
for all the work I spent my hopes in
driven
down, done
poster:obsidian
thread:937436
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/write/20090424/msgs/937436.html