Wings + Legs (A one armed cajun man)

September 10, 2015


The well spring has run dry. There is no more water a flowin’. Time has run out and run down. The clock just ticked the last click.  They looked down in the dark well and saw a skeleton.

(I have a list of things I want to do)

The mayor and all his children and their dog too. All bones. All dry. All in the bottom of the once sweet fresh water well.

(I have a list of things I never get done)

We all have our days. Then the sun sets. Good Nite Sleep Tite.


– kyle