When all the grace is gone,
how do we go on?
When the shit has hit the fan
or, perhaps,
the fan is made of shit,
how do we sit,
together,
amidst the flight fight and freeze?
When all the grace is gone…
When all the grace is gone,
how do we go on?
When the shit has hit the fan
or, perhaps,
the fan is made of shit,
how do we sit,
together,
amidst the flight fight and freeze?