Inexorability Blues

Sebastian trembled in the sun. O Tommy, Tommy, lookLook at the physical the spiritual the wasteJust another old man shouting shirtless in the street:Tommy, Tommy, doing pushups in the June rainA woman watches and can’t stop listeningEven closes her eyes to an indifferent city –She stumbly walks on. Look what we’ve becomeAnd drew his own self… Read More Inexorability Blues