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17 January 2026

in low places

 

some things just are       the duality of nature      human nature     godly nature       all that is light and dark         love and hate       life and death       juxtaposed in fungal shades of rot and decay    the significance of all that escapes me now      something’s changed     I don’t know how      but I’m not the man I used to be

I’m crashing out here      so pick me up on your way down      I intend to get my money’s worth      though I don’t possess a dime      I’m only talking trash       coz I’ve had a few        I have high friends in low places       and I know where I am      I’m exactly nowhere      it’s difficult now     but I’ll make somehow      though I’ll never taste innocence again

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