small boy with big smile,
no furrowed brow on round face.
framed black and white lies.
spirit
smooth stoned souls
stones in my pocket.
worried souls are smooth as ice.
shiver down my spine.
holes in my shoes
rubber meets the road,
journey of one thousand miles.
just holes in my shoes.
deaf silence
the music rolls in
like thunder across the plains.
deaf to the silence
lost soul
you were a mensch once,
before you fell on good times.
goodbye my lost soul