All I can say is yummmmm.
As the brightness of day fades,
Slowly the world turns gray,
My heart sighs languidly;
As I ponder my way.
Passion has left me and
All that gingerly remains is
Black blundering fatigue
Stealing vitality to ruminate.
My blue funk: my boon
Alas, is the day already done?
For what has my breath been spent,
What battles have been won?
Lovely, I love the phrases "Black blundering fatigue Stealing vitality to ruminate."
ReplyDeleteI will post more if I can, I am joyed to see you have posted more, I will post more if you post more. Though it may take me awhile to think about anything but biology jargon.