Thursday, October 30, 2008

I walk at night on streets lined with my solace.
The homes and trees and street lamps are my friends.
When I've the road alone at midnight
I think the things that make amends.


Mary said...

I like it. It's angsty.

greysquirrelb said...

Joe - all your writings flow, but this one sounds like you're saying it right next to me. Its almost like I've heard you say the words before, but I haven't, I don't think. I don't know what angsty means, but to me, this one is an expression which needed saying...and which now that you have, allows the breath and air to come that much easier to you. Hope that's true.

Sara said...

So you're the words and not the author?

greysquirrelb said...

sad that you took off the rest. sad, but I understand.