another chapter is written in the book
of outlives another quill is broken
clogged with thesame dead ink another
chapter is written I thinkwe're going
on twenty six it took a noreaster
tobreak the silence that night
snowflakes fell asbig as golfballs
foreshadow the mood for myjourney
first was the flames shot out of
astoplight the sky lit up there was
an oak fallenfrom grace in the middle
of the road and we wereforced to turn
around and you were there werolled down
out window s we're climbing back i
nto whatever it was we fell out of
you said we had afalling out but
now we're going to fall back in you were late for breakfast.
