I saw him standing there, he was calling my name,I moved to take a look, at the picture in the frame.In a moment of…
Side 1
We used to play records, one at a timeBack in the days, of unrequited love…
Words flowed. I wasn’t aiming for loudNor to even stand out in the crowdBut I didn’t expect to be cowedInto fearful regret, my head…
Joined at the hips, but not at the brainsAll blood spills, and flows from the strainsThe suits walk in…
A Poem on Stonewall in Sequidilla form.
