The Man’s Laments
Where he walks
The rain seems to fall
Where he sleeps
The air seems uncommonly cold
Where he eats
The food seems terribly bland
Where he breathes
The air seems foul
The Woman’s Pity
Ah
There be that man again
Whose steps draw the rain
Whose sleep draws the chill
Ah
There be that sad man again
Whose breath draws the stench
Whose mouth draws the bland
Ah
There be that sad man again
Whose dreams long gone
Whose mind draws the bad.
Dearest Readers,
First off, welcome to choct, which ”means” a very strange combination of chocolate, coffee and tea, born out of desperation to satisfy wordpress.
Secondly, I apologize for the dishabille state of my blog. You have, quite figuratively (I hope), caught me with my pants down. As this blog is just starting, things will be constantly changed, content might be limited etc. etc.
But!
Do check back often! Because this blog is definitely going to be great stuff.
Finally, thank you for visiting choct and I hope to see you again!
Wishing you a pleasant day,
alyssa belle
choct 