Empty Signal Comet tail. Fuzzy tones, impressionistic world vision. Sitting by the fountain, they used to call it "poet's fountain". Bookless, moneyless, filled with love, filled with empty hope. I was going to the mountain, but when I got there it faded away. troubles surround me, at the poet's fountain. They double and fold, almost everyday. Sitting in a chilled room, FDR teaching mathematics, kind but quietly menacing. -Will Dockery *** Moved to the troll free zone.
Empty Signal / Will Dockery