To Charles on His Home
Death is an unforgiven
That’s what we have in common
language an act of sharing words.
Coming tears will do it
Where there’s smoke
THERe’s a suitcase
fairies never change
into fire
It’s so hard to get to the top.
Death is a failure
there are so many of them.
Dont trust her
I don’t care how old the races are.
And I never have.
for Cher.
