Forgotten Prisoners

Back to the grindstone, you might say as I have to hustle a meager living and feed Jonny Cat and other monkeys. Here's some unearthed words from the Grand Canyon last year...

Whisky on the rim

Moonlit canyon through the glass

Ghosts I remember

Night of luxury

The story can now begin

One more highway west

I keep coming back

Three feet from her memory

Embrace the future

Music in the room

Tomorrow fed by tonight

This life for the last

On this day, I remember.