at the edge
of
society
burning my life
with wine and tobacco,
while
smoky storm
clouds
behind the horizon
shake the wait,
but I am the man in the doorway
what is the way,
enter or wait at the edge of society?
at the edge
of
society
burning my life
with wine and tobacco,
while
smoky storm
clouds
behind the horizon
shake the wait,
but I am the man in the doorway
what is the way,
enter or wait at the edge of society?