I sat and waited for the ice to melt
Like tears, the feathers streamed until they, too, were lost to the ether
The things we do
Things done for money:
Wait, ice cold, for late buses
The daily commute
I sat and waited for the ice to melt
Like tears, the feathers streamed until they, too, were lost to the ether
Things done for money:
Wait, ice cold, for late buses
The daily commute
Jane Sandford 