Waves of rain,
And even with their acid,
They do not cleanse me;
Enough pain to go a round or two:
Enough to know
What I already knew;
Sun beats down on me,
But I'm clever, and use sunscreen.
How much should I struggle,
To say what I mean:
All of us, as we sit and ignore,
Are left unclean,

Copyright 2008, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved. Especially those that used to go directly to bill and elle dee.

1 comment:

  1. You're really hitting new heights with your work, Ricky. Please continue to share...