Disenchanted

A textbook taught you young dear friend

Each day would turn to night

That with each darkening window pane

Heavy hearts turn feather light

A moment came and gone too soon

Like more than you could bear

A spirit lingering in a moonlit corner

With a calm impetuous stare

A staggeringly tall moon

Hovering long beside his star

Hopelessly tangled in a heavy light

You wandered just one step too far

The disenchanted idealist

The irony wouldn't let you go

Now the sky makes a mockery of you

And the night owl is laughing low

Weekend love

Los Angeles. What can I say.

Pack it up.

Falling down.

Tea time

The house is cold but it's alright.