One More Bill
By Tracey
The mood is cool, the meaning misting Wrapped in notes of scattered blues and muscles aching satisfaction The mood is calm, though undercurrents shifting A heart of steadiness that subtly threatens sudden still, inaction The mood is shaken, the man returned Yesterday’s ethics obsolete yet binding, haunting The mood is silent, shift in music spurned A restless relaxation – something hiding, taunting The mood is fog, and fraught with pain A man who seems to crumble yet I dare not feel for? He will only pull me down more(?) Late hour thoughts – no gain.Do not recall the exact circumstances that prompted this one - but 'Bill' is a person. Written January 28th, 1985 © on Jul 03 2001 12:52 AM PST 0 • 10
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"The mood is cool, the meaning misting..."