Unread Epitaph edit 0.0000001 requiem

[tectak]

Tom,

Granted,
although I am dubious about your winds ever expiring
after your gone, they'll continue to sculk without retiring.

dale

Yep...I thought of you when I wrote this. Then I stopped thinking of you and thought about Lana del Ray. I considered deleting the poem but then thought of you again.
Best,
tectak