12-11-2017, 03:49 PM
It started with dread and finished with embarrassment.
There was nothing to blame except the scratchy
sponge resting in my skull.
Grace was given and exceptions made,
but there it was, the final hour,
and what had been achieved?
The church bells tolled,
one after the other.
The cigarette burned,
down to the stub.
Time had
run
out.
There was nothing to blame except the scratchy
sponge resting in my skull.
Grace was given and exceptions made,
but there it was, the final hour,
and what had been achieved?
The church bells tolled,
one after the other.
The cigarette burned,
down to the stub.
Time had
run
out.
"Self-knowledge is no guarantee of happiness, but it is on the side of happiness and can supply the courage to fight for it." - Simone de Beauvoir