Concrete. No questions Make a statement and stand by it thats what you think. Concrete. My statement: Two thugs killed a man and dumped him in the Hudson River. He sank to the bottom for his feet were encased in concrete. Concrete.
The sun sets slowly behind the Pacific. The twilight of my life, sinking. Inches left above the horizon are suddenly gone with that one last shudder, unwilling to fall completely. Still some light lingerse. But that too will fade.