For a year I've driven this one road on the way to work.
At first, I found it beautiful.
Rolling hills, beautiful pastures on both sides, and at one point a field of corn.
I got used to it. It became less interesting to look at as I passed by it.
On my way home from wo...
I was watching my laundry go around, and around, and around,
And I turned my head and saw you alone on the bench.
The light coming from the pole above you outlined a saddened form.
Slumped, and shaking, I knew you were weren’t well.
I went outside to smoke a cigarette...