It’s a dull moment
Hours spent at the gate
A slow-growing ache once you ate
Boredom and age one can not escape
Gloomy rivers never dance
A bitter scent can’t sing
Doors are closed once more
There you lay bored, hungry, and wiser by a quarter.
unwiring my mind
It’s a dull moment
Hours spent at the gate
A slow-growing ache once you ate
Boredom and age one can not escape
Gloomy rivers never dance
A bitter scent can’t sing
Doors are closed once more
There you lay bored, hungry, and wiser by a quarter.