sometimes I dream Im wide awake   early morning dark  Im waiting for the telephone to ring Im waiting for a call Id rather not take                                                                                                                               I go to turn off the electric lights  I didnt leave them On     I cant turn them off 

candles burn 

              they arent growing shorter

my hands tremble  I cant pick anything up 

                                             I cant write      Why would I leave a note

I wish the crying would start

then I couldnt hear the telephone

 

0041,  Twosday,  12  1. 93

1337,  Thursday,  29  4. 21

Emmit Fenn  Soak  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKZzMyKWyM4