seattle skies
Cold ... wet ... windy days ...
Passion clouds mix blacks and grays
In bright majestic deep dynamic skies ...
Silver linings brighten somber alleyways ...
Endless empty nights in a daze ... walking with
No goal in mind ... waiting in a foodbank line,
Begging a bath ... sleeping in a leaky shack ...
Always ... ever always watching the skies ...
Quicksand sucking at worn heels ...
Confusion, lost ... wandering in search
Of a well rounded meal ... hoping to define,
Or find love that will prove real ...
Broken souls ... holes in clothes,
Begging in alleyways ...
Sleeping out under the skies ....
Cold ... wet ... windy days ...
Passion clouds mix blacks and grays
In bright majestic deep dynamic skies ...
Silver linings brighten somber alleyways ...
Endless empty nights in a daze ... walking with
No goal in mind ... waiting in a foodbank line,
Begging a bath ... sleeping in a leaky shack ...
Always ... ever always watching the skies ...
Quicksand sucking at worn heels ...
Confusion, lost ... wandering in search
Of a well rounded meal ... hoping to define,
Or find love that will prove real ...
Broken souls ... holes in clothes,
Begging in alleyways ...
Sleeping out under the skies ....