growing times
freedom is just five steps away
but i am holding a dripping brush on my hand
and my words, just waiting to dry,
are between me in my corner
and the open door.
trouble is
i don’t want paint on my shoes
nor tracks on the floor.
but i am holding a dripping brush on my hand
and my words, just waiting to dry,
are between me in my corner
and the open door.
trouble is
i don’t want paint on my shoes
nor tracks on the floor.
(April 14, 2004)
