Its amazing what I can blabber at times…the kind of nonsense I can create out of nothing. This is not an exercise in trumpeting but an introspective look at my highly talented nonsensical creativity.
So what keeps you, my dear, away from me;
Tell me now, so I can seek and then kill that distraction
And win back your eyes and fingers;
To chat some more,
To bore some more,
And turn your hate to a blanket of warmth,
That I could wrap tightly around myself,
In times of cold loneliness.