He found his self in town
All alone and naked.
He could not get alone enough
Alone is all he calls his own.
It’s the naked part
That breaks his heart.
He needs a place to hide things away,
A place to keep his brushes out.
Poems and Pictures
Poems and Pictures
He found his self in town
All alone and naked.
He could not get alone enough
Alone is all he calls his own.
It’s the naked part
That breaks his heart.
He needs a place to hide things away,
A place to keep his brushes out.