Standing still
To be honest I have nothing to blog about.
My life has pretty much groaned to a halt.
I'm not moving forward. I'm not moving backwards.
Just standing still.
Frozen mid stride like the Tinman caught in the rain.
Waiting for Dorthy and the oil can.
Listening for the ticking of a heart that isn't there.
Rusting.
My life has pretty much groaned to a halt.
I'm not moving forward. I'm not moving backwards.
Just standing still.
Frozen mid stride like the Tinman caught in the rain.
Waiting for Dorthy and the oil can.
Listening for the ticking of a heart that isn't there.
Rusting.




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