My Eyes
by The Walrus
Posted: Tuesday, November 18, 2003 Word Count: 23 |
Once
The laser beams
Of dreams
Now, the muddy
Pools of brown.
Once
Wondrous,
Sparkling
Now, dull,
Disenchanting.
They have bled
Their light.
The laser beams
Of dreams
Now, the muddy
Pools of brown.
Once
Wondrous,
Sparkling
Now, dull,
Disenchanting.
They have bled
Their light.