help me out!
please…
please…
I do mah best and try ta rest
no rush
no fuss
bluebirds they liftoff, hoist and soar
redbirds they lounge, slouch, and spawl
yellowbirds they climb, screech, shriek, and holler
no fuss
bluebirds they liftoff, hoist and soar
redbirds they lounge, slouch, and spawl
yellowbirds they climb, screech, shriek, and holler
so many noises in the wall
my eyes are blurry
questions are comin’ like cannonballs — in mid-flight
what do they mean
Jesus!
make it happen.
someone made a mistake,
they did.
help me get back in.
help me. a dingy
drifting
and almost at the shore.
a slammed shut door
I deplore you Billy, Donna, and Tattoo blue.
gishi bian
5:08 am mst usa
7 augusto 2018
Yea, well, Doris has disappeared again. How am I to
get the wheelchair into the back room. Doris! (Harry yells loudly).
[there’s not even an echo heard]
A Bob Dylan cover: Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
