Living inside a Eugene’s play <br />Waiting for the fog go out of pier <br />Maybe I can pass through this way <br />Maybe I try if it keeps me from fear <br /> <br />Pieces of me on stained pages drawing <br />All over the floor and filling the right drawer <br />Under my bed my best moment dusting <br />And my wine is just getting older <br /> <br />I’ll pray for someone <br />I’ll cry for all <br />Maybe I’ll be back home <br />Before it just fall.<br /><br />allan macli borges<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maybe-83/
