#232 struck down

there was a time when it was all untold before we believed we were gonna get old that’s when the moon made sense she was a looker then now she’s just another pie in the sky the willow weeps for no one here it’s just another tree struck down by my own hands gardens come and fishes go to unseen plateaus and slippery oceans green you can wait for me or you can leave either way this silver light will always be the willow weeps for no one here it’s just another tree struck down by my own hands epw 12.8.07 perrysburg, oh