dogs, elections, sleep
2004-09-20
ttocsland
September 20th, 2004
Current Mood:indescribable -??
sleep broken asunder by the roar of the pack, howling with indignity.
meter reader – performing duty – stoic in the face of the onslaught
disheveled, weary, blurry eyed I stumble along a prescribed path
success. numbers captured, barks subdued.
quiet once again