The black dog nudged my
black clad leg, and suddenly...

Another song...
One month and eight days have passed...

My song lyrics...
You know those magic nights...

Song lyrics again...
She keeps coming back to you...

More of my song lyrics...
Maybe I should have asked you first...

Song lyrics again...
Your lips were white...

Some song lyrics that I wrote...
The rain is invisible to me...

This is actually a song, one of the first I ever...
He wanders...

His eyes are so
sincere...

Mocking myself, hiding alone
no home for me, no shelter...

DISCLAIMER: This is my response to T.S. Eliot's...
they don't know the first thing about you...

Tick
tick...