Paper ‘n’ Iron
(Iron and paper)
For when it speak(ers) it to your ears yet epiphany is otherwise wordless
I’m wondering in sometimes sunshine why I’m not well over over neck deep in the rain possible (I live in Tampa Florida – there is a storm blocked by a little band of cross currents winds from being thoroughly up my nose). I’m not so sure this is not a time to to blasphemously responsible forthe entirety of grand dry fortunes ;). Otherwise I’ve had quite enough of the wet blanket worries (beach no bleach that blanket BINGO!) over hopes for the future.
I sat up – a party of myself- chasing dawn.
Even sleeping on it brought me no new answer.