Gogyohka and Revisions 10.25.09

Ain't singin to tell you
of some trouble I had
This here blues
is just the story
of a good man gone bad

Apathy's coils tangle me
Where are we going?
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
Are we there yet?
Can't see my feet moving


Some fixes:

I carry the scars
from reaching for stars
that turned into bars
In the mirror
a robin fidgets on a wire

If generations
want to get along
with each other
one can't think it's better
April's better without snow