"Those steps which seem to take a lifetime, When eyes just turn and stare. The day begins, collapsing without warning, You fade from sight, there's nothing there.No hope allowed, calls are answered daily. Questions are on your side. Deeply moved, beyond all consolation, You felt the pulse, now hear the cry.In my mind, thoughts are becoming clearer. I'm watching every move you make, Counting time spent in observation. A single blow, a false mistake."
January 1, 1970