My memory is powerful
My observation astute
My awareness fails me in the moment
My gift is the present
Why can only I seem to unwrap it
Once it's past,
Oh what a splendid gift
If nothing more
Than a memory of a moment
I did not participate in
Jubilee
Carson did not notice the sigh slowly escaping from his lungs. In fact, he failed to notice much of anything going on around him. The date kept running through his balding head, making it hard to focus. For the past week, he had been bereft of his usual, carefree, self and in turn a rather pensive fellow found residence in his thoughts. Sadly enough for him, this newly found guest was a powerful advocate for lengthy conversation and had been demanding a large portion of his attention. The time he spent on thinking, he spent thinking of time. Time he experienced long
Cold hands
Hot metal
Hang on for dear life
Who is Life?
What the fuck?
I had a gerbal
Name was henry
Fat old thing
I lost two pounds
Now to lose weight
A lazy man would just build a rocket and fly to the moon instead of working out.
Built by another
Inactivity means
Hands would be cold
"Step inside", With a showy wave of his white gloved hand and a bow to match, Butler opened the door he stood beside to reveal an unkempt, dusty room. He never siezed the opportunity to look inside the room, himself. The possibility of someone entering it was too endearing. After all, it had always been his job to invite people into the room.
He could not recall a life before his post at the door. It was all he had. There was not even a view; Just a uniform void save for the occasional passerby. This never seemed to bother him much.
The newest passerby continued to be nothing more than that.
Although there was no dust to be found, Butler du
My memory is powerful
My observation astute
My awareness fails me in the moment
My gift is the present
Why can only I seem to unwrap it
Once it's past,
Oh what a splendid gift
If nothing more
Than a memory of a moment
I did not participate in
Jubilee
Carson did not notice the sigh slowly escaping from his lungs. In fact, he failed to notice much of anything going on around him. The date kept running through his balding head, making it hard to focus. For the past week, he had been bereft of his usual, carefree, self and in turn a rather pensive fellow found residence in his thoughts. Sadly enough for him, this newly found guest was a powerful advocate for lengthy conversation and had been demanding a large portion of his attention. The time he spent on thinking, he spent thinking of time. Time he experienced long
Cold hands
Hot metal
Hang on for dear life
Who is Life?
What the fuck?
I had a gerbal
Name was henry
Fat old thing
I lost two pounds
Now to lose weight
A lazy man would just build a rocket and fly to the moon instead of working out.
Built by another
Inactivity means
Hands would be cold