rollin’ and tumblin’
the passing days into
nights into yet
more days.
rollin’ and tumblin’
thoughts through the city streets
as the orchestral songs of life
provide the soundtrack that goes on
in one ear and out the other.
rollin’ and tumblin’
life’s little moments
into something to remember them by
sometimes tripping over a blank page
and like red wine spilt on a white rug,
the words that tell their tale will leave a stain.
rollin’ and tumblin’
sometimes more rollin’other’s more tumblin’
but either way always weathering on.
-2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
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