Something, something, burning, something
A stones throw from the edge of the world,
moonset yards away it seems,
flickering light on the horizon,
breathing ash of burning dreams.
posted by Murph | 6:25 AM
Rants and Poetry of a Tired and Angry Man.
Just what the title says, don't look for anything too profound or earthshaking.
About Me
- Name: Murph
- Location: United States
I am my title, the typically overeducated, disenfranchised, socially dysfunctional loudmouth. I am the disgruntled employee of the month.
Links I Like
- The State of Jefferson Page
- The Rural Strategies Page
- The Future of Freedom Foundation
- The Library of Congress
- The Macmillan Law Library Electronic Reference Desk
- The Official Salvation Army Website
- Assholes (view with sound on)
- Joe Frank
- Your 1 Stop Shop for Human Body Parts
- A Room of My Own
- A Pithy Mood
- Middle Age Steve
- The Far Death Experience
- neo-baculitic locomotion
- Green Grass and Mustard Gas
- Funny the way this old ticker works sometimes.
- Another interesting day
- The only pussy I see these days is in the mirror
- Funny how we are sometimes
- On depression, suicide, and inappropriate humor (p...
- More Tired than Angry
- Hammer
- Mosquito
Blogs I Read
Saturday, August 01, 2015
A stones throw from the edge of the world,
moonset yards away it seems,
flickering light on the horizon,
breathing ash of burning dreams.
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