Voices
In a way, I wish the veil were always so thin.
Then I remember that I drink at night in October because it’s the only way to get any sleep.
Maybe I’ll let myself dance with the dead tonight and see what messages I’ve been missing.
In a way, I wish the veil were always so thin.
Then I remember that I drink at night in October because it’s the only way to get any sleep.
Maybe I’ll let myself dance with the dead tonight and see what messages I’ve been missing.