5 June 2012

Desperate times call for desperate measures,

I'm wracking my brains and hunting for treasure.

I'm sure in the depths of my head there are jewels,

or at least something semi-precious to use.

Of all the words that I know that I know,

there must be a semblance of a verse I can show.

I'm rummaging through mind-trunks and coming up short,

I'm checking behind every sofa and door.

I suppose in the meantime this will have to do,

I send with it a 'sorry' from my brain to you!

ClairabethyNada • Opuss № I