Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Just a few words on a string




There is a man who wears a tweed jacket.
His steps are heavy and his hair's cut light.
He's really going nowhere, it's plain to see that,
But in his mind his has somewhere to be,
So he goes
goes
goes
For always until he gets there.

I love this road, it looks so magical. Image found here

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