You are dead.
I know.
To the lake you ran, a wild
Wind skidding the sand and then
In you went.
Like a light switch.
So suddenly,
So unmistakably disappearing;
A trick
Of the light.
And that was that.
You are dead.
I know.
To the lake you ran, a wild
Wind skidding the sand and then
In you went.
Like a light switch.
So suddenly,
So unmistakably disappearing;
A trick
Of the light.
And that was that.