“Do you have anything black
that needs to be mended?”
she asked hold a needle and thread.
“My torn soul” he said
and he laughed…
A Useful Idiot
Random musings, poetry and reviews…
Random musings, poetry and reviews…
“Do you have anything black
that needs to be mended?”
she asked hold a needle and thread.
“My torn soul” he said
and he laughed…
