Forgotten Bed
Escaped from sleep,
the night slips away
in whispers while I sit
and listen, like a gambler
at a roulette wheel,
hypnotized by the spin,
having forgotten the bet.
1995
Escaped from sleep,
the night slips away
in whispers while I sit
and listen, like a gambler
at a roulette wheel,
hypnotized by the spin,
having forgotten the bet.
1995