
I don’t have the line
Or a rhyme that fits.
Just a hole in my mind
A static glitch.
It’s a vague uneasy feeling
An itch I can’t scratch.
The wiring has fried.
The system has crashed.
© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.
I don’t have the line
Or a rhyme that fits.
Just a hole in my mind
A static glitch.
It’s a vague uneasy feeling
An itch I can’t scratch.
The wiring has fried.
The system has crashed.
© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.