Xgen

 Lost but never found

Yet always knowing where we were

Working to fill the days

And buy the milk

The music that sustain/ed us.

“ And when you really-really need it the most, that's when rock and roll dreams come through” ~ Meatloaf 

in winter, Evora

it’s more damp than cold

laboring breaths of air too thick

sleep, deep, a clammy sweating

waking in a not too early morn

that’s overly dark, echoing drops 

pooling water on tile darkening 

streaks on the walls from the window