Today, I’m hopping,
with this and that, then shopping;
I won’t be stopping.
The air hung heavy,
with dense listless weariness,
just waiting for sleep.
It pushed back the thoughts,
constructive and creative,
and returned half dreams.
As complex as simple is.
Today, I’m hopping,
with this and that, then shopping;
I won’t be stopping.
The air hung heavy,
with dense listless weariness,
just waiting for sleep.
It pushed back the thoughts,
constructive and creative,
and returned half dreams.