Heart's beating like a runaway train,
Knees hurting all over again,
Head's spinning like a hurricane,
Al E's sleeping under the air-cond. vent,
I'm trying to work with a bad connection,
While the room spins round and round.
Sometimes, one feels like crying,
But the tears ain't coming,
The tear ducts are drying,
Cause God is listening.
He makes the room stop spinning,
He makes the work go smoothly
cause the connection is working,
He makes the head stop spinning,
He makes the knees stop hearting,
Thankfully, the heart does not stop beating,
He slows the hearts beating,
But Al E to continues sleeping.
Unfortunately the rain is starting,
Which means we will not go walking.
Take care and be well.
1 comment:
you strike me, as a man who wouldn't waste an -ing...
slight adaptation on a sentence by woody in 'no country for old men'
bal.
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