The Return Of Those Who Never Went
Rating: ★3.8
Now, I can still recall that day:
The sun was blue, the moon was gray,
And frozen lakes had all been burned
When those who never went returned.
The thunder gleamed and lightning flashed
While pitch-black skies lit up and flashed;
It was so dark: for light we yearned
When those who never left returned.
The frogs began to howl and cry,
And dogs and rabbits filled the sky,
And things received were never sent
On the return of those who never went.
The cleanest shelves were filled with dust,
And brand-new cars began to rust.
The moon was square; the sun was bent
On the return of those who never went!
Philip Doolittle
Tuesday, May 3, 2011