Scattered Thoughts
As I walk city streets and the mind
whirling with ominous thoughts of a bleak future,
I look down the alley and behold
A dust devil of scattered debris making its way toward me.
By John Crawford
As I walk city streets and the mind
whirling with ominous thoughts of a bleak future,
I look down the alley and behold
A dust devil of scattered debris making its way toward me.
By John Crawford