Day among days
I sit inside a day of days
smoke coming out of my mouth,
like this aborted attempt at a story I once told.
The character was a man in white clothes wandering in the desert
much like I am right now.
There were creatures in masks attacking him.
He never had a chance but to stick his head in the sand
and be healed by an angel who got lost in the desert as well.
She layed hands on him and he was healed.
She was eventually found by hunters.
smoke coming out of my mouth,
like this aborted attempt at a story I once told.
The character was a man in white clothes wandering in the desert
much like I am right now.
There were creatures in masks attacking him.
He never had a chance but to stick his head in the sand
and be healed by an angel who got lost in the desert as well.
She layed hands on him and he was healed.
She was eventually found by hunters.