Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

after I saw her naked that morning
I dug a trench clear across one hundred year old WW1 battlefields
I thought about clothes
I thought about the Salvation Army
I thought rag bins
I thought Africa

Saw African Queen last night...they were plowing African river dodging WW one. Nice poem mingo.

Thx, Mark

I thought about the times
When I was not hungry
When I laughed
Being. Simple

I thought about the places I used to go-

The way you show me how to shine
In the darki

Jana -

Jam?

we can do that