again, it rises, that stupid sun,
trying to brighten my nurtured overcast.
no matter how i try -
roll over in bed, bury my head.
it still shines all optimistic.
go away. leave me alone.
can't you see i need to suffer...?
llp - dA - nov2012
Soft ParadeDown the darkened four AM streets
Morrison leads the Soft Parade
I've had enough beer for it to be all wavy
like watching a movie underwater
Bridges burn behind them
hearses falling off into the river
The string of bad luck and trouble is almost over
gone quietly in the early morning hours
Not with a bang or a whimper
only an extended sigh and the shake of a rattlesnake's tail
I watch as always from my window
feeling the dawn aching to come