it is almost night.

yerrey

walking
faithful
and
loveless

he
spotted
headlights
thru
the
fog

maybe
it
will
stop
this
time
or
maybe
it
will
not

the
houses
ahead
are
indistinguishable
but
they
are
homes
nonetheless

the
forecasts
predict
endless
days
of
rain
around
these
parts
and
war
abroad

water
and
blood
either
way
mother
nature
human
nature
say:
let
him
cry
let
him
bleed
it
is
almost
night.

DopeBeastie

i don't believe i've come across anything you've written that i didn't like, yerrey... really... i'm glad you write

yerrey

thank you!