I keep waiting for the day.
I keep waiting for a day.
the future has always been distant to me.
so distant, in fact, that even tomorrow's
were the goal and everything became
tomorrow down the line.
the puzzle in the gargae
rain works for MSD,
love.
this is what I get
for writing
while stoned or drunk
or in love
still.
time to take another big break,
because today starts today
and the future won't
lay wayward like it has been
for most of my existence
in rain.
the future is...