Subject: | Lost Faces |
From: | Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com) |
Host: | 207-172-227-187.s60.as2.dnb.erols.com |
Date: | Thurs Jan 7, 1999 at 5:29PM |
Out of Sight, Out of Mind
It's really quite a chore
To try and settle scores
So we walk away to find
Solace, and peace of mind
But in so doing, we're out of sight
And then we learn - there's no fight
For behind our backs, they forget
And then ... all we were is forfeit ...
So we try to pick up the pieces
Knowing there's too few leases
Folks have taken out on their places
And so, then, we become ... more ...
lost faces
- Tristram
© Christopher W. Thomas
3pm Thurs. Jan. 7th, 1998